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Suicide

You’ll never know what it feels like to die
Twelve feet under with no one in sight
Freezing cold and ending it is the only thing one your mind
Trying to find ways to retract time
You just don’t want to die
Twenty four feet under deep blue water,
Full of tears,
You’ve cried.
Layers and layers of dirt on your broken smile
You’ll never know what it feels like to die
Still breathing, still walking
But you’re all flesh no soul inside
You’ll never know what it feels like to die
Trying your best is suicide
Room full of people who don’t know what’s on your mind
You’re trying hard not to take alone time
You just might take your life
Sleeping pill bottles on the floor
You call your doctor for more
Just not to feel alone
You never know what it feels like to die
Screaming but there’s no noise
All you can do is fight
Holding on to the bed sheets for dear life
Hoping someone would pass by
Just so you could have one more shot at life
We’ve all been there once in our life
But not everybody wins the fight
Suicide.


September is suicide awareness month.
There is so much beautiful soul we have lost to suicide. Not everyone is strong enough to fight against the surrounding voice or the one in their head. It hard trying to be okay when you’re not, they always say the happiest one are the one we need pay attention to I say pay attention to everyone around you. Depression doesn’t always have a look, just like mental illness, it’s hard to tell who is contemplating suicide.The smallest thing could send someone over the edge just like how the smallest thing could save someone. So, just be nice to other you never know who you might save.

If you need help or know someone who does please contact the suicide hotline in your country and save a life.

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I am a weird kid who likes to write the weird type with a little spice adore nature with the eye spend time reading whatever I like.

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