I may not act like I'm torn apart
Inside my heart and mind has fallen apart
But that's the beauty of the art
The blood and the pain don't show in the dark
I'm broken down and numb
This is not something I can overcome
Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain and tears
I'm forced into acting like everything is okay
To avoid breaking down when asked what's wrong
The pain consumes me as it blooms to suicide
I've faced my demons for far too long
It's time to extinguish the flame of life
As the bath water turns crimson
I feel a sense of relief
My time is coming to an end
I no longer have to worry about letting people down
My biggest fear of failing is no more
Everyone will be better off without me here to hold them back
I say my final goodbyes with tears flowing like a waterfall as my world goes black
This is for the best, for myself and everyone around me.
Goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow man, seems we live in the same kind of world. Feel your pains same way I am feeling mine right now. This is a great piece, with every line depicting the message of an attempt of suicide. I do enjoy, and seek the right to post this on my Facebook page!