Suicide Is a Permanent Fix
The light shines on the knife like a spotlight
When I hold it I hear it screaming at me to end the fight
This life isn't something that's worth trying for
This pain feels amazing while I bleed on the floor
Tears like rain
On the ground in all this pain
Fighting for my life while I crawl towards the phone
I keep on bleeding my whole life has been blown
I tried so hard to carry this world on my back
But I guess I was tired of living in a world of black
If I could go back I know I wouldn't do it again
I'd just do one cut, maybe two but suicide is a sin
Oh wait...there's a dim light in the distance
Is it god? I don't know...but I'm not innocent
Maybe he realized the purpose I had
Maybe he'll give me a second chance to not be bad
Wait...no it was the light of the porch
My mom just walked in through the door
I can hear her screaming, crying reaching for the phone
The one I couldn't get to before my chance was blown
I'm using all my strength to call out her name
But I can't say anything I'm just playing the possum game
I slowly move my head just to give her a sign
A sign that I haven't yet died
Now there it is the siren coming closer
Thank you god for not letting me leave her
I am all she has, there's no one else in her life
The sirens just came and now they're a dying light
Why did I do this I'm thinking how she feels
The one she loved and trusted did this at my heart it reels
I'm so sorry I say when I wake up
"Why did you do this, did I push you to give up?"
I look into her face, she feels that no one cares
After I did this she think no one will be there
But I can't blame her I'm sorry oh god she's thinking how she lost him
Now I know suicide is a permanent fix for a temporary problem
Copyright © Daisy Tyrrell | Year Posted 2017
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