“A Suicide Letter”
(Poem from Psycho- Confessions Revised)
I try and put myself in that state of mind, as if searching for something I desperately lost and now trying to find. I peek inside the locked tombs I've suppressed back when I thought of suicide and was always depressed. On nights when I was alone, I'd cut while listening to a song on a track that was stuck. Like a broken record, the soundtrack of my life while creating art with this dull knife.
To Bleed. To feel the pain. Then to know you are alive. To vent, a symbol or statement. To question your very soul even the simple thought of control.
I never wanted to hurt anyone, never even wanted to own a gun. There was a chance I would have used it before I would have realized what I had done but I know I could do better so this is my Suicide letter.
"Living in this drug induced coma
swallowing pills, overdosed on somas
chopping lines of Codeine
While thinking of injecting Morphine
Trying to run from the most obscene
Escaping from your thoughts and mind
I am only human, born to sin
I am only mortal, struggling not to give in
Pinned against the wall
I sometimes wonder if I'm destined to fall"
Suicide...a personal choice
Suicide...a personal choice sometimes. other times it's done out of horrible desperation. There is help.
..............
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
As always very good. Makes me
As always very good. Makes me think of my cousin Daniel.
-Elfy*
ThoughtShock
Good title for a book ~allets