In The End

I've got scars on my wrists and monsters in my head.
I'm alone staring at my wrists, because all my friends have fled.
Into my veins the blade forcefully dug,
teardrops and blood stain my ivory rug.
My skin fades pale from the loss of blood,
my body drops to the floor creating a loud thud.
But not one single person heard a sound,
because no one cared enough to stay around.
Here I lie hopelessly on the floor,
as the tears in my bloodshot eyes slowly pour.
I never thought this was the way my life would end,
I always thought I'd at least die beside a friend.
I should have listened to my mom, for her words were true,
she always said "In the end all you've got is you."

 

Author's Note

I think this poem could have been much better. So if you don't like it, you're not alone.

Reviews

[Dhaye]

This is dark but a beautiful piece. Indeed in the end it will be only you who will stay...

I like the rhyme scheme. This is really great but if you're not happy with it and you want to make it outstanding, just perfect the meter. But for me, it's enough to be called a beautiful piece.
Well-done!

[Mia C.]

Thank you so much, your review has helped me decide to not change it. :))

[Sasha]

Wow .. I once wrote a poem like this .. I exactly know how you feel ..
loved it !
keep writing !

[Mia C.]

Thank you, I'm glad you loved it! :))

[Sasha]

your welcome ! :)

[Sami Khalil]

"Here I lie hopelessly on the floor,
as the tears in my bloodshot eyes slowly pour.
I never thought this was the way my life would end,
I always thought I'd at least die beside a friend."

This is what is called good poetry. A dark but so nice of a poem...:)

[Mia C.]

Thank you so much, I really appreciate it!! :))

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)