Suicide


Why am I still alive?
I'm not happy
I'm not satisfied
I'm abused by my family.
I'm God's mistake in the world.
I'm tired
Of waking up every morning
messaging the bruises.
Knowing he'll hit me again today.
Of quieting my empty stomach
knowing she'll withhold my meal
just like yesterday.
Knowing I can't tell a soul.
Knowing it won't stop.
Knowing they will never let me leave.
I want it to end.
Living isn't worth it.
What keeps me from
swallowing pills
pulling the trigger
slitting my wrists
jumping in front of a car?
Nothing.
No one will miss me.
I'm dead inside
so
why not?

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