Too Late for Goodbyes
Suicide and anger, do they really coexist? Smiling into nothingness, now do you get the gist? Feelings can be hollow, with no meaning to be found, Every time I swallow, these horrible ideas do abound. Am I worthy of this planet, or just wasting everyone's time? Been searching for forever, but there is no reason or rhyme. Trying so hard, just to find happiness, there's something I do lack, An imbalance in my brain, why I feel this way, or a monkey on my back? Shaking my head, because I don't understand, just how to lose this feeling, Pulse is now dead, but i'll take my last stand, as my soul now goes reeling. Across I float, to the other side, from which no one has ever returned, I cry tears of dust, that I just cannot hide, as my world I have now spurned. There's no coming back, to this world that I knew, and loved ones are left alone, Too late to tell them I'm sorry, for not having realized the love to me they had shown.
Tags: sad, rhyme, deep, pain, imagery,
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Christopher Russon commented:
I like this poem.
Suicide is a big problem
I knew 5 people
Who went down that road.
No one noticed the signs.
We are to busy with our lives
Horrible side to human nature sad to say.
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Thanks. Feelings of desperation and hopelessness can be overwhelming. Knowing the feelings are temporary is the key to finding hope going forward. Never underestimate people's depths of depression.
Ann Sdono
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Very powerful
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Thanks Ann. Sometimes expression of words is a great way to create a feeling of escape. Feelings are better dealt with when you are able to stare at them directly in front of yourself in a poem.
Annie Kirby
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Beautifully sad, I have felt this way to many times in my life, but I always wake up. Pissed off and sick, can I be that stupid or maybe it is just not my time? I do not have the answers, does bipolar cover everything I do? Off meds or on them I feel the same, maybe this is just me, maybe this is my normal.
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Life is difficult Annie. I think trying to love and accept ourselves for who we are is priority #1; our worlds are locked in a shutdown mode when we don't have self acceptance. Normal is a subjective term; different minds work differently so there is no one size fits all way of living life. We need to do our best one day at a time and forgive ourselves and others along the way.
Maria Williams
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Powerful words. Well written
