Suicidal Tendencies

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Warm blood wraps itself around me
As I sit in the bathtub
Hoping someone finds you and rescues you
Rescues you from yourself
Suicidal tendencies come day and night
Night and day
I have no control over them as they flow in
Deep and shallow cuts mar my arms
As I sit in my room crying
He broke my heart again
But this time he left me
And he’ll never come back again
He’ll never be at my side when I fall over
My friends have told me over and over that it’s wrong and it’s stupid
But they, just as everyone else has, has walked away
I cannot control the way I feel
It’s his entire fault
It’s all her fault
Warm blood falls from me
And waltz’s down my arms
Then falling into the sink with a splatter
Every poem I write is a cry for help
But no one seems to know this so therefore I am screwed





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MaddieLovesYouAll said...
Nov. 22, 2011 at 10:20 am
I've been going through the same thing, on a cycle, for almost 3 years now. If this truly is a cry for help, I understand. My poetry is also cries for help. One day someone understood that and I was in a mental hospital for a month. It helped, I'm mostly better now. I realize now that there is always someone who cares about me, even when it seems like I'm alone.
 
Meghan said...
Sept. 15, 2009 at 8:40 pm
Hard thing to deal with. I hope you get better soon. Atleast some good poems come out of the badness of life.......
 
heaven said...
Sept. 14, 2009 at 12:53 pm
WELL IM GOING THRU THIS TOO BUT THERES ALWAYS GUNNA BE ANOTHER BOY IN YOUR LIFE THAT LOVES YOU!!!
 
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