In the end I sit here alone
No one to turn to no place to call home
I pushed and I pulled and lost all my friends
Even though they promised they'd be here till the end
Everyone gave up on me
They lost the will to fight
They had no hope
I couldn't cope
What's the worst about it all
Is that they made me fall
They didn't believe in me
No believed that I would change
No one believed I could handle the pain
I guess they were right because here I go again cutting deep with my knife
I bleed on the floor
As I cry more and more
Wishing for one pain to end
While another begins
Thoughts go through my head
I believe they are right
They tell me I should just do it
To just end my life
Nobody wants me
Nobody cares
They play with my head
I feel my heart tear
I cry on the floor
I listen some more
I get up and go to my drawer
I grab a paper and I grab a pen
I wrote a letter saying that this is the end
I know they will find it
I know they won't care
So I fill up the tub
Say my final good byes
I sink in and cut my arms as I cry
With one last breath I whisper
Good bye.
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RandomAll poems are created by me. Please do not copy them or use them elsewhere as your own work. Just so everyone knows I am very happy I just write very dark poetry due to traumatic events from the past.
