More poems by iROCKer

She knows the truth

a broken heart
a lost soul
someone starts to see
the pain she feels inside

each night
a new line
bleeding out the vain
as she tries to feel new pain

"why me" she asks
as she watches the blood drip out
"just let me die" she says
the blood begins to clot

16
brave
depressed
suicidal

she begins to open up
without knowledge of such
she tries so hard to hide it
but the cuts begin to show

stuck in her own little world
where hope isn't a word
demons posess her
her innocent, sweet, scared mind

she makes one more cut
her neck turns red
the blade falls out
as her hand covers it up

she never wanted to die
just to hide her pain
her mom walks in her room
as she takes one last breath

she hears the tone of the numbers
9-1-1
at the end of a tunnel
she sees a white light

there's a glow in her eyes
her skin turns white
she's slowly going
yet peacefully and painlessly

her headstone shines a glare
her best friend stands and cries
"why did this happen to her?
she didn't deserve to die"

she's in a place of peace
with no emotional pain
she finally knows the truth
suicide is painless
Poem by iROCKer