The moment had come
The moment to fly
The great escape
No longer will you have to lie
For your walls have now crumbled
You true colours revealed
Take a leap from above
Your fate will be sealed
Swallow the pills
Glide a blade
On your wrist left to right
You might not fade
Might be saved
If you fail
Your hated more
'Attention whore' they will wail
If you didn't wake
They'll all pretend they care
Fake tears they'll cry
Fake stories they will share
If you take the blade
Always slice the vein right
Up and down
Or you might see hospital light
Make a choice
Life or death
Hate or fake tears
More pain to come or only one last breath?
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Suicidal, depressed, broken, selfharm, dark poetry
PoetryThis is a collections of dark poetry I have written. I update whenever I write a new poem. These poems are my feelings, things I don't say, things people will not know. Some of my poems are good and some of them aren't the best but oh well
