Suicide Poem by Shelly Galloway
Suicide
Tears roll down my face
Wishing I could be anywhere but this place
Always thinking about committing suicide
Razor blade always on my bedside
Is life even worth all this?
Compared to this, death is probably pure bliss
Leaving the world is all I want to see
Death just seems like the only way for me
Uncomfortable around others for the way I feel
Wishing that life wasn’t even real
A TV show that’s to sad
Change it to another one that’s not so bad
No one could ever understand
Why I want to end life sooner then planed
This is not something I want for me
But if it ends my suffering, I guess that’s what it has to be
Poetry can take you to where you want to go. Like a vehicle, jump on it and take a ride. You have written this poem well. You have started up the vehicle of poetry. The interesting thing is where will it take you. Your creativity will guide you from self destruction and lead you somewhere else. I would like to read more poems from you in the future.10/10
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5/11/2024 2:24:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This poem is very touching xx hope you'll read mine