suicide pt. 14, by little_irish_rose
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broken into pieces,
hidden in the darness of this day
eyes filled with tears
but what can they say
none of these people knew me
none shared my hopes n fears
no one in this world
understood my aches and tears
they all claim they knew me
but they had no idea
they don't know why i did this
because they don't know how i use to feel
of course i pretended to be happy
smiling and hiding it all
but late at night in my bedroom
i let my tear drops fall
lat at night in darkness
i held myself too tight
i pressed my last redemption
to my wrists and turned out the light
now everyone is crying
remorsing, feeling grief
how can they act like this
shouldn't they feel relief
they didnt care when i was around
so why do they care after
perhaps one day ill know
but for now i have no answer. |
Posted: 2006-09-04 19:04:13 UTC |
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2006-11-06 01:00:26 | User |
Is this the end yet..?? Well..this last part is real good..I like this suicide poems of yours..they are so real..full of pain and tormenting..yet I love it..I
hope you will see better days soon..I always hope to see a new light tomorrow.. |