Thoughts Poem by karen hernandez

theres this torment
this infanite pain
this official though
that has alot to gain

death, sadness
2 things i have
but no one knows
and its like a stab

in my heart
that cant be reached
in my body
adn all i hear is a screach

everytime i cut
people talk
i have to leve the room
adn go for a walk

i dotn like it
i dont watn to
but sometimes
u have to

do the things
ur brain tells u
to cut, to die
and u need to

to stop all the pain
that ur goin trough
all the anguish
it needs to be stoped

maybe if u do it
quietly and nice
no one will think
it was suicide

but then again
think of it
do u really think dying
is that great

ur family
ur freinds
the people
who u love

dont leave them
jsut cope
and when u get help
youll have alot of hope

be strong in the lord
and remember
with him youll
never be alone