Beautiful Designs
Carve your pain into your skin,
Then everyone will know the sorrow you hold within.
And maybe then they will know what they've done to you.
The pain they have caused, you can no longer subdue.
So you write your torment on your wrists.
You keep on cutting, but the agony they cause you always persists.
Scars encase your arm,But still, they think there is no need for alarm.
However, you will show them this time.
And your departure will be so sublime.
This is it! You cry aloud.
You told yourself this would happen, the first day they had hurt you, this is what you vowed.
They'll see your dream with you, on the end of a rope.
But you know they won't care, that they'll be able to cope.

2 Comments:
ive lost a friend to suicide, and like your little poem says here . she hung herself. "thanks alot" for making a seemingly pro suicide peom (youre writing is good, i just think the subject is a very lot taboo) and seriously, it hurts to read something like this
uhm...I'm sorry about ur friend.but did u ever think that maybe the person in the poem is me?. And I'm not PRO suicide,I just think that if ppl talked about it, maybe there wud be less of it.(and if u knew me at all, u wud know that "TABOO" things r my favorite subject."
Manue
P.S:sorry about ur loss...Emily?
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