Lisa French

Rookie (Born: 1994)

The Night I Tried To Kill Myself - Poem by Lisa French

The night I tried to kill myself
Was like a scary dream
A knife held to my neck
No one heard me scream

The cuts over my body
As I tried to bleed to death
It didn't seem to work
As I took a deep breathe

Theres not point living life
If it's going to hurt with pain
Death seems more peaceful
Life is like a stain

One little cut on my neck
Thats all it was going to take
I told myself I could do it
For all goodness sake

A knock on my door
Reminded me someone must care
I broke out in tears
I felt so scared

Death can seem peaceful
It can seem truley right
But for now I chose to live
As I hang on really tight

Comments about The Night I Tried To Kill Myself by Lisa French

  • Rookie Adam Yaklin (4/20/2010 1:12:00 AM)

    Your poem would work better, if you worked on the number of words/syllables in each line. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Shekhar Joshi (5/27/2009 2:24:00 AM)

    This is chilling and gruesume
    u have done well to let your readers feel the pain and dark side.

    well done indeed(only if the story ain't true) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mimi Fakhira (12/12/2008 12:30:00 AM)

    Was the suicide thing true? I'm beginning to shiver now... 'coz you did a deadly good job! Fiona's right, Hang on tight. Life is full of surprises and we should live it everyday. Promise me you'll write more! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 11, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 11, 2008

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