Best Poems Written by Brittney Paulet

Suicide

Walking through trees and bushes,
Thinking of the past.
I let the tears fall,
I am free at last.
I am not trapped in school,
I am not trapped at home.
Out here in isolation,
I am finally free to roam.
I left my phone at the house,
My parents won’t know I’ve gone.
They might figure it out,
After the break of dawn.
I will not be missed,
Not during my parent’s fight.
I won’t be missed at school,
And this is why I write.
I write to tell my story,
To let everyone know the reason.
I am the little deer at school,
And this is hunting season.
It seems like I am not safe,
So why should I stick around?
I am no longer wanted,
So why should I make a sound?
I walk further into the darkness,
But I’m having a second thought.
Maybe this isn’t right,
This isn’t what I’ve been taught.
STOP! I tell my stupid mind,
The decision is already made.
But to think I’ll never see again,
Cuts me like a blade.
It’s time, I tell myself,
I wrap my finger around the trigger.
I lift it up, but I can’t hold it,
It seems much, much bigger.
What am I doing?
I drop the gun,
And I turn back to the town,
I run, run, run.
I run back to my house,
Into my parents’ arms.
They were so worried,
Looking around all the farms.
We all cry together,
Tears of relief, tears of joy.
I will stay strong, I will not cave in.
I will not be thrown away like a toy.

Copyright © Brittney Paulet | Year Posted 2018