cause of death; suicide
it read on her toe tag.
her body is pale, and cold,
i can tell she hated her life,
...
Why does everyone look so damn perfect?
Im fifteen and I feel really nervous.
There's a guy and he loves me so much,
But I can't help but have this razor in my clutch.
...
Broken hearts,
probably more on my part.
Tear grazed eyes
tell nothing but lies.
...
at the age of 14, i started writing poetry to escape my everyday life. my poems are about my life in and out of mental hospitals, suicide, and death.)
Death; By Suicide
cause of death; suicide
it read on her toe tag.
her body is pale, and cold,
i can tell she hated her life,
even under the veil of her body bag.
her scars,
more relevant than ever before,
to try to kill the thing,
buried in her core.
the pain in her eyes that no one could see,
i finally realized
that she was me.
and as i stood there staring at my former life,
i wish once more i had that knife.
my feelings never will disappear,
but perhaps no longer,
will i live in fear.