Suicide I Can Never Complete
My empty blue eyes can see no way out,
My soul keeps on screaming but no one can hear,
Life is my prison and I can’t break out,
But I try, and try, and try.
The brightest colors no longer exist,
Black and grey is all there’s left now,
You try to reach out,
But I’m too far away now.
Don’t say that I’m smart,
And don’t call me beautiful,
Even if you mean it,
I can’t tell the difference between truth and a lie.
I’ll drown in the tears I can no longer cry,
And I’ll swallow the pills I can never find,
Death is my only way out,
I’ll die by the suicide I can never complete.
5 comments
I Like it. I’m not encouraging suicide…but i like it.
This is basically how I feel right now. Like the poem.
Bravo!!! Your poem is really accurate. I think most people on this site, or anywhere for that matter, are looking for acceptance and someone they can relate to. Have you ever considered publishing any of your poems? I wrote a novel that was published last year. Let me know if you would consider publishing, or if you have any questions.
p.s. My novel is titled “Nolen: The Beckoning”
Thank you, I’m glad you like it
I’ve written a lot of poems and even more stories, but I’ve never considered publishing them anywhere, so I don’t know