Poem -
Suicide
Suicide is always on my mind
Seeing my future is something I can’t find
All I want to do is get rid of this pain
I always think of taking that razor blade to my vein
I don’t want to be here anymore
My life is a never ending war
I have no reason to be here
But none of you want me to disappear
Every day I feel more and more alone
My heart is slowly turning to stone
Suicide feels like the only thing that will help me
With all you people trying help me I’m going to scream
I can’t ever stop thinking about my death
Can I please just make this my last breath?
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Rebecca,
Wow, you are and have a very powerful pen in sorrow, if only we could write the way we want life to be, i think everyone would become writers, storytellers, poetess / poets, painters and drawers, not necessarily in that order but not to many are given and blessed with such skills, yet you have been, as it shows in this poem as well as the others...You are really good and again, hope the poem doesn't speak the mind and heart, of the poetess......
Warm regards,
JimÂ
Dear Rebecca,
In this little age your expression of pouring the sorrowful thoughts are really extremely appreciating. No doubt you are an example of born poetess.
Thank you,
Ravindra KumarÂ