Suicide Poem by Hailey Agnew

She looks at the knife,
clutched to her chest.
She tried to fix it,
she did her best.
But nothing she did,
ever made a difference.
She tried to tell you,
but you wouldn't listen.
Now the tears fall,
from her unopened eyes.
She holds up the knife,
and remembers the lies.
The days that never ended,
the days she couldn't take.
The days lasted forever,
now she burns at the steak.
She braces the knife,
preparing to take her life.
She takes one last breath,
ready for death.
She raises her chin,
and the knife swings down.
She stabbed her chest,
she falls to the ground.
Her knees hit the floor,
her eyes close once more.
Her arms go limp,
the knife in her heart.
She slowly slips away,
her heart still scarred.