Alive

Alive

A Poem by Sarah

I promised myself never again.
But promises don't really mean much to me.

No matter what I tried, I couldn't stop the voices.
The ones singing venomous melodies inside my head.

Haunting me, Taunting me.
Making a mockery out of my sad, little life.

So I did the only thing I knew how to do.
I clutched that knife and dug into my skin.

One more scar added to the collection.
One more memory stitched on my wrist.

And I'll wake up tomorrow forgetting it ever happened.
Forgetting all about this vicious night.

I'll look in the mirror when I wake up,
And see the blood stained into my skin.

Another ugly scar that I cannot conceal.
Another reminder of my pain.

But right now, none of that matters.
Because tonight, the tears finally came.

And those tears mean I can feel once again.
And as long as I can feel, I'm alive.

Broken? Yes.
But goddamn it, I'm still alive.

© 2016 Sarah


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Sometimes the tears must flow, for the release from within to subside and be seen with fresh eyes. The pain within us ebbs and flows, but knowing it is in ebb, despite the thanks for that, leaves you in the knowledge that it will flow again, at some point. Kind of like a good time spoiler, you always have the fear of its return when calmness does pay its fleeting visits.
Beautifulyl written. Felt every word.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sarah

8 Years Ago

Thanks for the review! Glad you enjoyed it!
Lorry

8 Years Ago

You're very welcome :)



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Your poetry is too deep and mature for your age. Loved reading your thought-provoking words. I luv how it ends with a note of positivity !
Exceptional write :)


Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sarah

8 Years Ago

Thank you for the review! Things happened, and I grew up way too fast. Writing became my vice, so he.. read more
Daisy

8 Years Ago

I can completely understand that joy. Been there and still am. Keep sharing and inspiring others dea.. read more
Dark and surreal. At 19 and such a mastery of words and emotions all sprinkled on the pages is something I wish I had at such age. You are sure to go places, Sarah.

By the way, I sensed that this seemed more personal, which makes up for the honesty I so look forward to seeing in any piece. I also sensed you bringing in your prose instincts into it as well, painting a picture vividly with the scene depicted in this piece. All that makes this a great read. I really enjoyed it, Sarah. Good one Dear.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Sarah

8 Years Ago

Thank you for the review! It is a more personal piece, as I tend to write about my feelings and emot.. read more

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Added on August 15, 2016
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Sarah
Sarah

Carol Stream, IL



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Hi there! I'm a 19 year old college student. I play softball in college and am majoring in psychology with a minor in French. Writing has always been a vice for me. A creative outlet to express my.. more..

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