My Suicide

by Illusion   Aug 8, 2005


Blood trickles down my wrist,
And drips off my fingers,
Yet I'm still thinking of you,
And my sadness still lingers.

Blood seeps stains into my clothes,
My body is covered with rivers of blood,
I begin to grow limp,
As I lay here in the mud.

All of the colors are fading,
My life is turning gray,
You've made me suffer,
Each and every day.

My life has become hell,
I've lived in misery and pain,
I wish I had never met you,
My life would be wonderful, if only you had never came.

Blood gushes down my legs,
And flows into one big puddle,
I lay here dying,
Laying in this utter and complete darkness I huddle.

Streaks of blood run down my face,
And continue to cover this skin of white,
Blood runs down my cheeks,
I know I'm going to die tonight.

I can't feel the pain anymore,
All I feel is the constant flowing of my tears,
My acid blood streams out,
As my death nears.

This is what you're pain has caused,
It seems that you have held the knife,
You have caused eternal pain so deep,
That I had to end this life.

Dedicated to the last guy that shall ever break my heart

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  • 18 years ago

    by why me

    thats beautiful but kinda seems like you are doing it to your self

  • 18 years ago

    by BleedingAngel

    another great poem and once again I know you pain, I relate so much!!! I hope that you are ok?? Great poem , i really love it...

    *Hugs sabrina*

  • 18 years ago

    by natalie

    I really like this poem, i think it would be ok though without having commas at the end on each line (not that it matters really) and gray is spelt grey, but i really like the poem and i love the bit about acid blood. its wonderful :D