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Let Go of Life

My head is pounding, My heart is aching, Tears are seeping, My bodies shaking. The rope is hanging, The chair is standing, My feet are set, The grounds’ expanding. I close my eyes, I leash my neck, I grab the end, My life’s a wreck. The room is quiet, It’s awfully dark, No lights are shining, Not one spark. I feel so lost, I feel confused, I feel unloved, I feel so used. My stomach has dropped, My mind is sick, I feel so dizzy, This must be quick. I look on down, I make my choice, I slide my feet, I hear God’s voice. My life goes black, My neck has snapped, My pulse had stopped, I am no longer trapped.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/27/2012 6:42:00 AM
You are trapped even more into only cold and absolute black. An afterlife of suicide is a suffering worse than tragic Earth. Through much prayer and faith this knowledge has been revealed. Finding my mother after school had not released her pain but then expanded to her loved ones. Christ never said this life would be easy but if you follow him in the end it will be worth it. Read my If the pits of hell.
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Date: 4/24/2012 9:38:00 AM
I love you so much!!!!! don''t you ever stop writing poems and always know that happiness is around the corner.
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Date: 2/10/2012 5:43:00 AM
A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Taylor. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love, Carol
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