(Let me warn you that this is totally not real. I don't plan on killing myself and I don't even live with my mom anymore. I don't know what caused my to write this, but...here it is.)
The world wasn’t cruel to me,
but one person was.
My life was worth living,
but not around her.
I couldn’t take it anymore,
the pain,
the intensity,
the stress
the confusion.
Sure it was only a week at a time,
but every other week,
was enough to drive me mad.
One week I’m in heaven,
happy, loved, living my life.
The next I’m in hell,
miserable, forsaken, wishing I were dead.
I couldn’t take it anymore,
and I made my decision.
I know that it was selfish,
but I need the eternal peace.
I don’t know what I’m throwing away,
I don’t know what life I could have had.
And I don’t care,
nothing is worth living through this.
I’m sorry I had to go,
but understand I had to,
understand I’m sorry,
and understand this is goodbye.
Forever.
very nice poem. i get sudden urges to write thingsd too, even if ui don't mean the messages: P. weird how that works. but im curious as to how u got some of your words italicized, i thought we culdnt use html? ? ?
Thanks to the disclaimer... what a write! ! I am so thrilled
so emotional peculiar piece of art well crafted, well penned the poem drive me too excellent
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i've read it.. & i had this cold chill.. but i have to say: '' it's an attractive piece with an attractive title ''.. i think that the most important part is the topic note you have written.. the whole piece is like a monologue someone may say to him/herself after having a very bad day while looking at the dark sky from the window before sleeping.. i like it because i'm sure you will not do it (being suicided) .. thanks4sharing! !