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Suicide?

smile, that's what they all are doing
don't frown, they'll think something's wrong
laugh along, like its the best day of your life
Just make sure to wear your make up right
yes, good girl! Another day went by
& you made it out "alive".

Night came, that's the toughest
you sat by with a blade in your hand, again
one cut, two cut, the blood drip
why doesn't it hurt anymore?
sitting there, hoping for the cut three
but it never made it way on your skin
"coward is all i am," you scream internally
came out with a bandage around your wrist
to lie on your bed, sleep . . .
praying to God, to take me before closing your eyes.

suicide is not the answer, is it?

Wake up, cursing again
i wished it to be last
I don't understand, what difference a day would make
They all went & still going in a haze.

Another day, you made it out "alive"
with pretentious laughter & fake smiles
All, in attempt to hide your cries.

The night, is the hardest
Today, you ditched the blade
'cause no more, i wishes
the color of blood won't be around
even though i love the way it does run
so pretty on the bathroom floor,

one too many pills you chewed & swallow in a blink
Tonight you won't be asking the God for this
it all feel so heavy, my throat is closing
I can even feel myself turning
in the shades of blue
oh! that's my favorite color too.
It isn't going in a haze
everything inside is hurting
I would swallow some more if i could
Just to make it quick.

Sooner than later, everything went to black,
have i ever told you, how much i liked the dark?
suicide is not the answer, they say.
would you please remind me,
who even asked the question in first place?


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