Ally Noslen


The End - Poem by Ally Noslen

Alone with my thoughts,
Alone in my head,
A scary place to be in,
When your feeling almost dead.
A razor in your hand,
Your wrists profusely bleeding,
No one's there to stop you,
As your heart slowly stops beating.
You want it too damn bad,
It's the only thing you're sure of.
Too many endless nights up crying,
They creep up dwell inside you.
The sadness keeps on building,
It's your only companion now.
Its only thing you curl up with,
It's the sickness you allow.
This chapter's over it's my ending,
I cant go on anymore.
There's nothing left to live for,
That's the only thing I'm sure.


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  • (5/25/2012 5:16:00 PM)


    Suicide is the bottom of the barrel (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 25, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, May 25, 2012


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