Will I ever get rid of the feeling that it's me on my own and that I don't have any right to bother anyone else? Talking's fine but I've talked to myself for too long.


The S word

If I decided to do it
take my thoughts to a new level
a level of doing instead of thinking
would you understand it?

My mind's been playing with it
the thought of why I am
and why am I when I could be not?
I will deal with it once more

but what if I decided to end it?
What if I decided that it isn't worth it?
Would you grieve, would you scream
and tell me not to 'cause of your love
for me?

If I decided to kill myself
in true despair of this world
this world which I so clearly detest!

Would you tell me not to
without trying to help me?
Or would you hold me
a little longer than half a minute
and take my hand to help me
go on and talk of these things I've hidden
for so long?

If I decided to do it
take these suicidal thoughts
to another level, a level of
doing instead of just thinking

would you show me without telling
that you love me whichever path I choose
and that you will be by my side
even if I let out all my inner ghosts?

Will you cure me
from the need of balancing
the thought of suicide
with the thought of struggling through
my life that is right now
nothing but a waiting for something else
to begin?



Words by Little Miss Sorrow
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Written on 2010-01-03 at 12:54

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Writers (and probably all creative people) are maybe the loneliest people in the world. They can write about suffering authentically because they have suffered.

I like especially the last two lines of your poem.
2010-01-03