breackdown, mess up

This is by far my favorite poem ive wrighten that i still have. Its not quit finish yet im still working on it but its a slow process beacause everything has come from my heart.

I've cut so deep, I've popped those pills, I thought a drink could drown away my fears. I thought about that suicide, I was bad enough to try but not good enough to die.I've stared so blankly lost in my thoughts. I cried out for help but not loud enough, and when it was offered I denied it all. I made an attempt but you didn't accept. You could have stopped me you could have help but yet again I'm reaching for its razored edge.

Author's Note

ignore grammar problems, its not quit finish, just read & i would love the feed back.

Reviews

[Not A Writer]

I think you should see a counselor. Anyways good write and expressing so well, your emotions. Sad poem. . . .

[Silere]

It's a bit hard to read with the organization of the words.. but I think the flow will fix itself when you do finish. There's a lot of pain and suffering within your words and the thought of suicide is never easy to describe but you did manage to keep it light. I like that you write from your heart. So much strength can be found when you do this.. so keep writing this way.. thank you for sharing!