Falling Down In Streams

Uhh well I used to be suicidal....I had a big problem with cutting...after me and my first love Alex broke up...I fell apart...so I hope some of my poems can help others...because writing was part of what saved me.

I'm tired of this heaving, heaving of my breath,
I'm tired of this clenching, clenching in my chest.
Tired of this pain, all this pain and hurt inside,
I search desperately, desperately to hide.
Tired of these lies, people lying unto me,
God can you please, please set me free?
I look across the open sea,
Hoping someone will come to rescue me.
I look into your gentle eyes,
It's only with you I feel alive.
I'm tired of running, running from my fears,
I quickly blink, blink away my tears.
I'm tired of drowning, drowning in sin,
I crave the feeling of hope, hope once again.
I viciously squelch, squelch all my hopes and dreams,
As I place the knife against my throat,
Tears coming and falling,
Falling down in streams.

~Rachel B. Spiers~

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

I ve read a lot about this subject lately, it's really sad and tragic too. I honestly hope you keep writing, sharing with others can help us get through some of the toughest of life's situations. I am sure your writing will help others. Thank you for sharing. Debileah