Suicide Isn't Weakness

4/9/2016

Self Sacrifice Is Courage
I tell myself I won’t cry
But its the same everytime
As I wait to slowly die
And the blood runs down these wrists of mine
My life flashes
I see a glimmer of light
That was once I, then the view clashes
Day turns to night
As I must watch my mistakes
One by one, as they play out
Some people have no clue what it takes
They think we are cowards, without a doubt
Little do they realize
Suicide is a strong souls solution to pain
Corrupted by fables and lies
Within a world where we see nothing to gain
Even when we have everything we could want
Still we can’t help ourselves
The sins of our past, to this day they do haunt
They don’t stop, until we are in an urn upon your shelves
Those that succeed
They are strong
This truth unbelievable indeed
They may be wrong
But when I lay my blade to rest
I’ll still be here
I don’t detest
These actions most still consider as queer
I survived
Only because I was weak
I almost died
My ambition was meek

Reviews

[xoxogossipgirl]

wow I really like you're poem it's beautiful and there's still so much pain in it

[JetMardium]

thank you very much, the beauty of darkness is my greatest literary talent, if you are interested i have things i don't believe are posted on here yet. always enjoy fellow artists critiques

[xoxogossipgirl]

yeah i am i really like you're work

[Gray]

Some don't consider others when they jump, cut or swallow their demise. It becomes tunnel vision. That's when others suffer the loss and grieve. In your case, being weak was the best part of you. (at that time). Well done.

[JetMardium]

thank you, i have other poetry that actually reflects that view, where i watch and hear as they gather around my body at my funeral
in truth everytime i've tried to kill myself the rope has broken, i believe in hanging personally for self sacrifice, but i know my death is to be through the honorable act of patricide by my child