My Life Ended

I sit alone in the dark 

Waiting for precious time to pass 

I can't even begin to say 

How much I no longer want to hurt you 

But soon you will see 

I need to leave this place 

Be gone from everyone 

The pain that is always caused 

They talk to much 

All the drama 

I think about how 

Everything in this world is a lie 

As I take the razor blade 

And cut my wrists 

The only words I could say 

Was "I'm sorry " 

I sit here 

Still alone in the dark 

Taking away all the pain 

With every slice 

I cut deeper with every stroke 

Waiting for it to be over 

My eyes 

They slowly close 

But all I can see is your face 

Your beautiful face 

As I slowly 

Lay my head on the pillow 

Tears begin to fall 

And then 

It is finally over 

My life has ended

Reviews

[Stevo The POE-t]

I agree with Sammy I think this is the best so far that we have seen from you... No matter who you are in this world I think Suicide is always there... No matter what you go through in life Suicide is there.. I think of Suicide as a guardian Angel in a weird way... He's always looking for any reason what so ever to take you away from the world we live in... Like I wrote in a poem of mine "Suicide waits while you're under the sharpened knife."

Depression is a hard thing to beat and the ones that can beat are the real winners in life... But when you go face to face with Suicide and win... To me that's beyond life itself...

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

I think this is the best one thus far, most of the poem made me think of things in my life and how I felt and still feel on some level I want to write more but words are lost to me right now