In A Desperate Place Poem by Ramona Thompson

Begging
Pleading for help
Driven to the very blink
Almost out of my mind
I swear that I am spiltting in two
Don't think that I can really handle my life anymore
Even thought taking of taking the coward's way out
Just going ahead and doing it
Kill myself and then maybe just maybe I will be free
Free at last from my lonely solitude
In a desperate place


Holding a razor blade to my wrist
A full bottle of pills half-way to my mouth
So close
Dangerously close
To ending this torment once and for all
Letting all my dreams go
Flying out the window of a 3 story building
I wonder
Would I be happy?
Would my death bring me new life?
From from slowly dying here
In a desperate place


Never before I swear have I felt this damm low
This damm unsure
Scared
Shaking
Trembling
Wishing and praying for a miracle
A miracle I fear is never gonna come my way
Unless I create one myself
The only way I know how
Sweet, sweet suicide
Could that be the ticket?
The ticket to freeing me from my horrid life spent
In a desperate place


All alone
Trapped by my own miserable misery
All I want is a way
Any way that I can find out
Out of this hell that my life has become
This nightmare neverending
Tearing my world and my heart apart at the seams
Just can't seem to gather the strength to go on
Facing an empty endless stretch of time
Watching the hours on the clock
Hating myself more and more with every second that passes
Here all by myself with no one else to care about me
In a desperate place