My Poems

Suicide Letter

I walk down the crowded hallway

hoping for someone to move.

Everyone just stares at me

and goes about what they do.

I pick up my heavy burden

and continue on walking.

It's hard to believe that I'm

considered someone living.

I look like I'm desperate

but I'm anything but

I just want to live in a world

where no one would notice my cuts.

I walk around school

with my head hung down

because no one wants to see

what would happen if I drowned.

I thought about suicide

but I quickly pushed it away.

No one would care if I

let my lonely life go astray.

No one cares about me

that I know is true.

I wonder what would happen

if I let the lucky few

Learn about my life

from the beginning.

They would just laugh at me

and walk away gossiping.

I walk back home

not knowing how to explain

to my parents about school

without getting a beating.

I walk through the door

throwing my backpack down.

I headed for the kitchen

hoping my parents weren't home.

I went up the stairs to my room

with a rope in my hand.

I thought and thought if this was right

hanging from a fan.

I put the rope down on my bed

walking to the bathroom.

I saw the razor I used before.

Slit my wrists like no tomorrow.

Blood dripping down my hands,

I walked out. I tied the rope to the fan

and made a knot big enough for my head.

I let my life slip away as I was hung there.

If you're reading this now,

I have killed myself.

Don't worry about the mess.

It'll clean itself.

This is my suicide letter

to those who care.

Let me hang in peace

as you dare to stare.

Now that the deed is done,

you can go back to your lives.

Remember who caused this

'till the day you die.

I'll meet you in hell

where you belong.

I'll do the same to you

until the break of dawn.