The End

I wrote this before my suicide attempt five years ago. Although sad, it's always a reminder that I'm not in that place anymore

The blue sky has crumbled and all that remains

is this steady cold blackness whispering “It’ll never change”.

All that was white is stained by the crimson flood,

knowing that I’ve wasted all that I love.

With every breath I feel I am dying.

Knowing inside I’m not even trying.

What’s the point when everything is gone;

When I can’t take back all that I’ve done?

My world is falling, but is it a tragedy?

That this world will have to survive without me?

It’s a sweet dream, don’t you agree?

That the human race will have survived my disease,

of pure selfishness and senseless fear.

It will be a beautiful evolution without me here.

You’ll be better off, just wait and see.

Then you’ll see you never needed me.

I’m just a deadly poison in the form of a little girl,

sharing my venom with the rest of my lonely world.

Call me selfish, call me a coward.

Call me crazy, say I need more power,

over the tears, over the pain.

Say what you want, it will always be the same,

when these words are all that remain.

When I’m washed away by the crimson rain.

Reviews

[Rye]

Wow! very emotional, like the flow a lot