Suicide Unintended Poem by TheBlack Poet

Suicide Unintended



I finally cut myself
and i watched pain bleed out of me
have you watched pain bleed out of you before?
This quick, this violently?
Like a premature orgasm?
Have you felt your life slipping off your body
like a non-fitting night gown?
Like it never wanted to be yours in the first place.
Arent you satified?
with the agony you keep swallowing?
Havent you a language?
that you keep speaking with your eyes
Havent you been quite enough?
Cant you scream already?
Isnt that pain eating at you?
Isnt that hope, clotting from a country of your own blood?
I heard how yesterday you were looking for your history and forgiveness in your mothers eyes
Did you find them?
Were they what her tears wept away all the times you slept hungry in your mother's body?
Was it what you were looking for?
Did you find it?
Was it worth it?
Was it?

Suicide Unintended
Wednesday, November 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A story about depression and suicide, inspired by a fellow poet who passed on due to depression.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 15 November 2017

speaking with eyes, good one

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TheBlack Poet

TheBlack Poet

Kampala, Uganda
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