My Unspoken Pain Poem by Shay Mitchell

I tell myself that i can move on,
When all i want to be is numb.

He told me he loved me,
But he lied to hurt me.

So i grabbed a blade,
And hoped to fade.

I go in the shower,
So my parents won't have to cower.

I'm saving them the trouble,
Of cleaning the blood bubbles.

I write a letter,
To all those that are cutters.

And also to all my friends,
Telling them why i gave up.

I put the letter,
On the counter.

And step back into the shower,
And begin to lose all power.

I put the blade to my wrist,
As i make one last wish.

I close my eyes,
And wish for the stars.

My 'rain' won't stop flowing,
As it floods my thinking.

When i take my last breath,
I hoped i hadn't met death.