Suicide
How it Feels to go Through it All
Suicide is a serious subject, so many precious lives have been lost do to suicide.
First all y'all need to understand what it feels like being depressed and trapped in your own mind is like for suicidal people. I wrote a poem to try and capture one of the many feelings you feel in depression. It's a mix of three of my poems.
Hello,
I am trapped
I am trying to call out
But no-one can hear me.
Please don't leave
you're my last piece of sanity.
I have a simple question,
am I good enough?
Do I have what it takes to survive, to thrive?
Or am I too broke to fix,
Am I a waste of time, breath, space?
If not, then why do I feel this way?
The feeling of utter emptiness inside without a clue why?
I know I am loved and adored but there is something more.
Something too deep down to grab and fix
Something we crave but never find the right thing or one.
I know I don't fit in,
I don't know why it's important to me
to fit into society, when most of them don't even know the real me.
Why should I care anymore, I give up on trying to win and fight just to take a breath to fight another fight.
Do I have a chance to make a sprout into a tree that can't be knocked over with a single blow.
Or am I just a dandelion that can be torn apart by a single gust of wind.
Or can I be good enough,
because I am worth more than what you say.
Or am I too stupid to finally think that I was good enough.
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