The sadness
The sadness never fades
as some may say
the sadness never dies
or goes away
i do
my soul
my presence
my love
vanishes
as if
it we’re never there
to begin with
i have fought
for what
I believe in
i have fought
to love
i have fought to be
free
so if you wanna look at suicide
take a look at me
my bones brittle
they shake and crumble
my mind tingles as it starts to grow
numb
these thoughts of death
are beautifully broken
so many creaking doors
to be open
then closed
the wind hits my face
my heart races
my lips start to quiver
I feel this pain in my liver
the alcohol
I drank those Friday nights
just trying to
destroy my mind
and my heart
everything broken
how could you
how could you go
leave me here
so frozen and alone
but I loved
I loved the pain
i loved whatever could take me
away from this
painful
dreadful hell
“i hate myself “ is what suicide sounds like
A sharp knife against your skull is what suicide feels like
A sad person drowning sorrows through a blade is what suicide looks like
Bleeding gums and broken teeth is what suicide tastes like
smoke is what suicide smells like
take me away
from this hell
that holds me
in hostage
in pain
i cannot beat this game
i am not strong
i am wrong
i am weak
enough to cry
but not weak enough to die
which makes me strong