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"This Is The End"
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Suicide poems I sit on my bed,
And I lay back.
I close my eyes,
And I pray that it doesn’t hurt that bad.
I know in my mind that this will change my life forever,
And I hope that no one thinks of me any differently.
It starts in,
It hurts,
It stings,
It’s hard.
Deeper and deeper it goes.
I bite my lip.
“My god this hurts,” I say in my mind.
Deeper and deeper,
Harder and harder.
Tears streak down my face,
As I stick the cold, hard knife,
Deeper and deeper,
Into my stomach.
I say to my self,
“This is the end.”
you seem to calm in this poem. no screaming mentioned or nothing like that. but other than that, this is very good.
I was thinking of a song by the doors.
again, i like this poem, it is very good, at first i though it was about sex(me and my dirty mind) but it wasnt, i really liked it!
wow i really like it. it's written with simple words yet gives a deep impact....maybe because I was expecting the knife in the stomach thing....it was touching.
suicide, self mutilation... these things i have toyed with, and if there is one thing i have learnt, that it aint worth it, i bear the deep scars of cold steel along my wrists, and bear the engraving and torn flesh of an ex gf's name up my arm. and if anything at all, i wanna say, dont do it, if you live, can you relate to those scars, is it worthwhile? What i was thinking at the start was exactly that, suicide, and i have to say, no matter what terror the world brings about, no matter what the circumstances, there is always someone on this world that wants you alive! so i hope its not the end, and there is plenty more poems to come from u..