My Blackhole Poem by Holly Winsor

All the lie hidden behind false smiles
The voices overpowering me
Creeping it's way inside my head
I don't like feeling this way 
I can't help it, I can't stop it 

Somedays I thought I was fine 
The voices didn't come 
It was laughter and smiles 
And then just when I'm happy 
The voice sneaks back in pulling me into a black hole Again 
Somedays I wonder when will my life begin 

I sit on my bed, As the blade glints in my hand 
The voice saying Do it Do it you will feel better 
The radio almost thumps to the beat of my heart 
It beats faster and faster my head starts to hurt 

Now that your bleeding, you stare at the celling 
It all fades away 
The voices are happy with there deed
The only noise I here now are screams of my mother 
and sirens outside 
I close my eyes to shut out the world 
Who would have thought such a dangerous thing 
Could give so much peace 


I don't feel pain anymore, I feel so free 
The only thought that plays 
Will they forgive me