GoneA Poem by Alexandra HounschellI'm sorry.
I think tonight might be it
I feel so numb in my finger tips Blood is dripping down my wrists Whispers are telling me to commit I cut and drink and cut some more The voices grow loud They're something I cannot ignore I don't want to be here anymore Tears stroll down my pale face Adding salty water to the dripping race
Down to the floor they fall I hear voices in the halls
Unjustified fear flows through my veins Pulsing paranoia through heart and brain I need a way out There's too much to take in
Deep cuts just won't do Time to bring my belt in too Put it gently around my neck Tie it off to my closets bars Lean forward Soon my soul will be with the stars
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3 Reviews Added on August 2, 2016 Last Updated on August 5, 2016 Tags: Depression, Anxiety, Paranoia, Suicide, Dark AuthorAlexandra HounschellMiami, FLAboutI'm just a young female who likes to write nonsense. I like sunsets and walks on the beach (lining it up for the joke).. Oh and writing about terrible things and whatnot. I'm just a joke in all honest.. more..Writing
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