by Tinkerbell   Mar 14, 2004

People ask how could I be so sad
What could possible be so bad?
I am sometimes so depressed,
because my life is so horrible messed.

I definitely have my reasons,
and this list grows longer with the seasons.
My father is always gone,
but there is so much more going on.

My mother doesn't even seem to care.
Why does my life have to be so unfair?
Life is pushing me towards the end,
with so many wounds I cannot mend.

I spend so many nights in tears,
trying to hide all my fears.
I pop some pills,
wondering how long it takes before it kills.

Maybe today's weapon should be some rope.
I begin to lose all hope.
The knife digs deeper and the blood starts to flow.
It this finally my time to go?

Maybe tonight is not the night,
to put up another fight.
But I learned that there is always a way,
to get through each and every day.

*Please leave your votes and comments. It means a lot to me to know what you think. THANX*


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  • 17 years ago

    by Minlow20

    That was a really good poem. You have a really good talent w/writing poem's. Keep up the good work. Lindsay

  • 17 years ago

    by Tinkerbell

    This poem is basically an explanation of my life and my feelings. I am often depressed and usually it's about the small things in life. I put a lot of effort into this poem, and I hope you all like it.