Persuade Me To Die Poem by Sara Javed

Darkness followed me everywhere,
Like the mist that cloaks the deadly world.
The word betrayal, stamped onto my forehead,
like an abuse of some kind.
I stare at my repellent reflection,
In the jewel encrusted mirror.
Rubies, emeralds, diamonds, garnets,
Set in the stately ornament.
But my face- too ugly for even the mirror to behold;
It shatters into a million pieces.
Like my gnawed soul I left behind with you…
My face so dark, stained with tears,
like the blood that stains the dress.
The blood from the cold heart I ripped open for you.
The face covered with scars- each holds a memory,
of anger, revenge and hatred!
glass, meaningless glass, falls onto me,
cutting and bruising my ugly skin.
I fall onto the cold dark floor.
So meaningless, so cold… so hard.
I wish for your embrace.
So meaningful, so warm… so gentle.
I close my eyes, my tears drip onto the floor.
Your face, so perfect, stains my thoughts.
I swear at my very own innocent self, give a last gasp.
My loves, my pride, listen to my call.
You persuaded me to die.