Sucidal thoughtsA Poem by InsanityPoems ~ Romire ScottSometimes i think about things that i don't want to talk aboutRomire Scott 04/16/15
Suicidal Thoughts
I hate it, life is a drag. I want to die, it doesn’t matter how hard I try. I haven’t seen my sisters in years. They try to call, but really I just don’t care. I seem to be living a lie. But to me it’s all suicide. I get bullied by being called Chinese. I try to run from the pain. But they all say it’s in the aim. Try to run, hide and, go die. Everyone always said that one thing. Just leave him Alone and let him cry. There are voices in my head telling me stuff. Maybe I should just go cut. Maybe if I hang my self. The pain will just go away. Their are people out there. Just like me, hoping to be free. Dark animals trying to sleep. Like ravens and crows sitting on a tree. Waiting for their prey to give up. Lots of dreams are shattered everyday. All broken by suicidal thoughts. the water is clear. but my wrist are stained. my face says happy. but you eyes say pain. All I want is for it to end. It’s over for now because I have nothing left to gain. © 2017 InsanityPoems ~ Romire ScottAuthor's Note
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AuthorInsanityPoems ~ Romire Scottphiladelphia, DEAboutI'm known as insanityCares i loves to make storys and poems more..Writing
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