My Suicide Story

I once sat there in my middle school classroom

Balling my eyes out, feeling so lost and broken

My friends told me to pull myself together

That everything was going to be okay

But the pain that I felt nagged at my heart and my brain

Pulling me down into the darkness

I hated my life, I wanted to end it all

Not realizing that I would hurt so many people in the process

I grabbed my jacket, and went to the girls bathroom

Going into a stall, and locking the door behind me

I tied the jacket around my neck and pulled it as tight as I could

I hoped this would be my last day of living

I fell into the dark, not coming back to reality

Until there were a whole bunch of girls in the bathroom

Screaming and yelling at the top of their lungs

Yelling at each other to get help, to get a teacher

One of the girls slid underneath the bathroom stall

Unlocking the door, and untying the jacket from around my neck

The teachers told me that my eyes were glazed over

That if they had found me one second too late

I would probably be gone right now

They sent me to a mental health facility

I met a boy in there who told me that I was good enough

Who didn't see me as crazy through his eyes

I found that there is light in life

You just have to see the good from the bad

And be willing to hold on...

 

 

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Me

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