Monday's latest suicide poem

Monday's latest suicide poem

A Poem by prettybretty

Do you know the mixture of sorrow
and relief when you cry?
That's what it'll be like when I go.
Do you know how it feels when your
favorite movie ends?
I didn't want it to but it did.  I didn't
want to but I did.  I don't want to
but I am.
I am going to.  I am going.  I am.  I.
Then it's over.  I is no longer here.
My consciousness went somewhere
else.  My existence went on holiday
to another world.
I leave you alone because I can't. I
can't leave you alone.  I love you.  I
hate myself.  I hate you.
Wait!  Please don't go.  Where are
you going?  He cried just like me but
at least he was beautiful and
mattered.  I am only martyred.
I love you.  And when I do that the
images repeat.  It starts out sweet
then I mess up everything.  I hurt
you.  I hurt myself.  It does not stop.
Nor does anything else.  Then all
that's left is the dust that was once
dreams.  Did I leave you or did you
leave me?  Your presence left me but
the marks you left on me do not
leave.  Therefore every day I grieve.
You refuse to leave.  I hate you.  I
love you.  Or maybe neither or maybe
both.  I can't discern anything
anymore.  I don't remember
anything anymore.  I remember
what should be remembered.  I want
you to know I love you but I can't
say it.  And if I can you will
misunderstand the statement.  If
you did you wouldn't believe me
because you don't believe it, do
you?  That you can be loved.  You
shake every inch of me down to my
soul.  You are so terrifyingly beautiful
and I cry and I smile.  Haunt me like
a living ghost but somehow I like it,
the masochist that I am.  I am.  I am
leaving.  I am leaving all of my things
to you.  I won't hurt anyone anymore.
I'm going.  I'm going to.  Will you
remember me for that minute?  I
used to think a minute could pass so
quickly...
No one will hurt me anymore.  You
promised.  A promise.  I promised.  I
vowed.  You lied.  And I cried out
loud.  I lied.  Everyone lied.
I love you.  I am going.  I am leaving
my things to you.  Nobody loves you
like me.  No one.
As if everything carries me to you.
I'll wait for you outside.
Chaos...destroying everything...
I can't be near you, the light just
radiates.

© 2015 prettybretty


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prettybretty
prettybretty

Lawrenceburg, TN



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Brett 24 TN, USA agender/nonbinary pansexual Sicangu Lakota Native American OCD, BPD, & ED I've been using this site for 10 years to record my poems. I don't write to be good at it, this .. more..

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