Goodbye Poem by Chiefs Chiefs

Goodbye

Rating: 5.0


I am a tortured soul, imprisoned on this earth
An ugly object of disdain, despised and of no worth
Too many tears, too much hurt, too impossible to be
Why am I so unlovable; what is wrong with me?
I am nothing Not worth catching if I fall
If I disappeared forever It wouldn't matter at all
Just because I don't ask, doesn't mean I don't need help, I do,
Help, to stop my sorrow, attempt suicide, and the cutting too,
What I feel is something beyond sorrow
I keep finding myself dreading tomorrow
I lie on my bed tears falling from my eyes
I have the blankets over my head to muffle the cries
But if the pain and darkness continues to exist
Then suicide will become harder to resist
Today is the day I wipe my tears,
Today is the day I end all fears,
I take this blade to my chest,
as I lie my body down to rest

Monday, August 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: alone
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mark Dillon 18 August 2014

Well written. Captures the dark place we can find ourselves in, but that's when we need to find the inner strength to rise above it and reach out to the goodness and light that is still out there.

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