Suicidal thoughts
Poem I wrote about these thoughts.
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When I was 15 and 16 I became very suicidal due to home issues as well as I figured if God wasnt going to come get me I would go to him. Life didnt seem worth living when I would go to school and the first think I did was go straight to the nurses office to be checked and photographed due to the abuse suffered at home by my brother. One Day I went to school with a fracture in my fore arm. The school did not call my parents due to the fact they thought something worse might happen but they did make me where a brace just to make sure It would heal. But Death to me was like a great place in which I would be free from all my hurt and misery.
Suicide
It hurts to think,
It hurts to feel,
It hurts to kill,
And I want to die.
My parents say others want to live,
Why do I wanna die.
My grandpa want to live,
He died of a horrible disease.
I say I don't care,
Even though I do and don't say.
What would my grandpa say,
If he heard this today,
I know: What is wrong with you!
To watch me grow,
To see me everyday,
I know he cares in every way.
There are many reasons I want to die,
And one of them just can't be I want to.
Even though I try my hardest,
To think positive in every way,
I feel I don't want to live anyway,
And I know why.
The reason is very well known,
But no one understands.
My life is like a shadow,
Wish no one to walk in to it.
© 2003 Crystal A Wyatt
Suicide
It hurts to think,
It hurts to feel,
It hurts to kill,
And I want to die.
My parents say others want to live,
Why do I wanna die.
My grandpa want to live,
He died of a horrible disease.
I say I don't care,
Even though I do and don't say.
What would my grandpa say,
If he heard this today,
I know: What is wrong with you!
To watch me grow,
To see me everyday,
I know he cares in every way.
There are many reasons I want to die,
And one of them just can't be I want to.
Even though I try my hardest,
To think positive in every way,
I feel I don't want to live anyway,
And I know why.
The reason is very well known,
But no one understands.
My life is like a shadow,
Wish no one to walk in to it.
© 2003 Crystal A Wyatt