Poem: suicidal ★
Sunday, November 10, 2019 | November 10, 2019
Silent night has come
It comes back again
To haunt me
I couldn't speak
I couldn't scream
I couldn't cry
All these nightmares are scaring me
All these monsters are trying to kill me
I really need help
I'm suffocating
I don't feel like to be alive
I don't deserve this
"Everything's gonna be fine"
"Don't say like that"
"Think about God"
Those words are starting to scare me lately
I rather keep these pain inside me
I rather suffer alone
Every thing that I see
I could imagine some ways to do it
The fan, the ceiling, the fork
Every. Single. Item.
Here I am
Staring blankly at the wall
I wish I could just hit my head until it bleeds
I've been fighting with these monsters for years
I'm getting weak
I lied to everyone that "I'm fine"
I literally told everyone that I'm on diet
But when I think about it
I'm actually starving myself to death
Death, suicide, pain, isolation
Those words have become norms to me
What if I really do it?
Will my so-called "friends" care about me?
I wish people would just hug me
And tell me to cry my heart out
Tell me that it's okay to be weak
And tell me that.. the battle war will end
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