Help me

by Lea   Apr 17, 2008


Help me she whispered
A tear falls down her pale face
The blood surrounds her
And stains her razor blade

She went too deep
She knew this day would come
Where she would slit an artery
And it would bleed till she`s done

She is helpless on the floor
Unable to move
Theres banging on the door
Her mother screams for her

She wants to answer
But no words exit these lips
Only her unheard plea
For her family

The door opens wide
Expose her accidental suicide
The cries and screams for her younger sibling
Sends her spine chilling

The ambulance is there in a flash
Picking her up as fast as they can
She is holding on by a single thread
Soon she could be dead

Shes rush to a room
She needs blood fast
Or soon her existence
Will only be in the past

Shes feel the sting in her arms
The syringe goes in deep
The blood goes to her veins
Numbing the pain

She closes her eyes
She knows she is safe
She drifts in to dream
Back to when she was happy

She remembers him
It all seemed so real
I was as if he was still there
And didn't die from the past ordeal

She ran in his arms again
Just like she use to
And she took his hand
Witch felt so true

He looked at her
With a disappointed glare
He said, Why would you that, you had me worried
She looked with a confused stare

He looked at her as she faded away
He quickly kissed her and said
``Please. Be happy again``
And there she was in the hospital bed

She busted into tears
Right in front of family and peers
Her best friend came and sat by her side
Held her close as she cried

Then all the others came around
Held her close and padded her shoulder
Now she knew she would be alright
With every one there, by her side

She will see her love again
Some day when its comes to her end
But for now she will continue with out him
Even tho she wants him there

In her heart
He lives on
As her lover
Her only one

<3

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  • 16 years ago

    by bell

    I love this poem. its really good. it had me with tears. this poems reminds me of myself. i hit my vaein, and i am glad that i am still alive. they had found me just in time, before i died. so this poem was the best.