The End, by worthlesspoet Subscribe to rss feed for worthlesspoet

YOu leave me no choice
i have to end it all
end my misery 
and yours
people tell me everyday to be happy
but inside im screaming for help
no one can hear me
cause there all in their world
on the outside i may look like im happy
but deep down i just want my pain to go away
go away, go away, go away
i take a razor to my skin
i press it harder to my skin
i feel the rush
i hear the voices to go deeper
i listen
i hit a vein
i lay in my bed
alone
no ones here
they told me to be happy
so thats what i shall do
i grab a rope
its already got the nuse
i grab a chair
and hang the rope up
i stand on the chair
my legs calm as ever
my body is ready
im ready
to end my misery
i put my head through the nuse
and i tighten it
and i pushed the chair out of my way
i fall
i ended it
all i feel is happiness 
i wonder what people
will say
its not my problem anymore
thay say suicide is a permnante solution to temporary
problem.
but there wrong
once they have the feelings to want to be happy
they will know
i have ended my life
and i have no regret

Posted: 2014-06-20 02:54:36 UTC

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