The darkess around me
As I stifle my sobs of anguish
I drop to the floor
Hoping someone.
Anyone.
Would come to stop me.
I pick myself up and move towards the wooden chair
Climb up and barely catch myself from falling
Words of hate cheer me on
'Slut. Bitch. Ugly'
'Hahahaha, just kill yourself already!'
Images of the truth surround me
They all left me.
The people I trusted now call me a freak.
Guns sound triggering the inevitable race.
One mistake and i'm a punching bag
One mistake of my sexuality and now i'm a target
One mistake.
That's all it took.
I strap the rope around my neck
Fasten it and close my eyes.
Laughter surrounds me
But at my expense.
I grab my hair as run my hand through those curls,
Then bring my arms out infront of me,
Each cut a reminder of an awful memory
And many sleep less nights
Where I cried till exhaustion over took
And woke up with my head throbbing in pain.
Unable to cry again when you push me into my own locker.
The fire gives out.
I scream in frustration.
I push the chair away
And it starts.
The material digs into my skin
I choke as the darkness seeps in.
One last look at the place I grew up
One last of all those pictures
One at my scars
One at the note that lay a million miles away
Holding my life, the key and emotions of the final moment.
The moment I killed myself.
I choke and realize my mistake
I'm too young!
I can't give it all up!
No! Let me go!
My breathing stops
The pain around my neck increases
Then I give up
And float ten feet above the ground.
Where were you at this moment?
Where was I?
Where were we when someone we knew took their own life?
You said you loved me
I only live with that hope you gave me.
You scream and cry over my soul less body
Say you're sorry.
You should've been there
But as each second passes i'm closer to the unknown.
Cut me down
get the funeral ready
I'm ready to go.
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Lilies On Fire
Poetry'Lilies on Fire' is a book of poetry based on the darkest hours of teenagers. When we feel lost, confused and nothing makes sense. It's about when we need someone to help us and what most of us go through. It is there to help the reader sympathize...