And when
I decide
To end it
Know there was nothing
You could’ve done
I just never, ever
Felt happy
I didn’t know how
To have fun
“Burn my body. Let the ashes blow. I am free.”
– Tommy Shelby
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
And when
I decide
To end it
Know there was nothing
You could’ve done
I just never, ever
Felt happy
I didn’t know how
To have fun
“Burn my body. Let the ashes blow. I am free.”
– Tommy Shelby
You’ll never know
How many times
I wanted
To walk away
You’ll never know
How many times
You were why
I chose to say
It is
No longer
Up to me
It’s so
Far out
Of my hands
Now
I only hope
For a sturdy rope
And that,
One day,
You’ll understand
It rears it’s head
This time of year
The feeling of wishing
That I wasn’t here
I’ll try to push through
As best as I can
But I’d be lying to say
It wasn’t still a plan
These scars
Are the
Remainder
Of everything
You killed
So now
They’re my
Reminder
That I know
How to rebuild
You can tell me ’til
You’re blue in the face
But there’s no way
That I’ll hear it
It may sound cliché
But for me to stay
You’ll just have
To let me feel it
You thought
You’d stop
Didn’t you?
And you’d never
Touch me again
That you wouldn’t
Need knives
Or razor blades
To cope
With all your pain
Yet here you are
With scissors
Poised to plunge
Into your skin
What a stupid bitch
To think you could switch
And that I
Would never win
Slowly
I walk
Along
The bridge
Resisting
The urge
To jump
But
I feel
The ringing
In my ears
And my heart
Begin
To thump
Now
I have felt
This way
Before
And
I recognise
The slump
So I go
In search
Somewhere
Else
For these
Feelings
To dump
You need to try
He said
And find
Some peace
I’ll only get that
She said
When I am
Deceased
We should plan a trip
He said
Pick a place
Somewhere unique
Perhaps in different
Surroundings
We’d get a better
Chance to speak
I’m not really sure
She said
With my future
Looking so bleak
That I will even make
Tomorrow
Let alone
Next week
There’s no need to worry
She said
I’m not quite on the brink
I just needed peace and quiet
So I came up here to think
Well, that is good to hear
He said
As I was getting quite concerned
And when I saw you leaning over
I have to say my stomach churned
I can see how it looked
She said
But you’ll be reassured to know
I didn’t have any real intention
Of actually letting go
Then, if that’s really true
He said
Let’s both just walk back down
I think I’d be far happier
To see you on solid ground
I’d spent
So much time
Planning
On how
To end it all
That I forgot
How much
Just laughing
Can help
Avoid the wall
Though I caught his eye
As he said goodbye
I couldn’t quite tell
If he would jump
But when he didn’t show up
Later on that month
I knew to the bridge
He had succumbed
It’s funny how things turn out
She said
As she tugged on her costume straps
When I was here
Last year
She said
My mind had all but collapsed
I knew after I’d entered the water
She said
That there would be no doubt
As I had decided
Feeling like I did
Death was the only way out
But these last few months I have learned
She said
Through medication and therapy
Having survived that blip
A communal dip
Is now more than enough for me
OK, OK
I’ll stay alive, today
But as for tomorrow
Well, who knows…
I saw it in
Your eyes that day
I heard it
In your voice
You, like me,
No longer see
Living
As a choice
It won’t be
The fault
Of destiny
Or a hand
Fate fails
To deal
I’ll leave
Unperturbed
And without
A word
Because that’s
How I’ll fucking feel
It all happened
In a flash
And now
I know
There’s no
Going back
Lacking in motivation
Devoid of all desire
Wondering if salvation
Is in the funeral pyre
She knew
How many
Were in
The drawer
So to achieve
Her goal
She knew she’d
Need more
The rope
Is in
The bin
For now
Having given
That monster
A swerve
But it’s safe
To assume
I can’t give him
Any room
As he’ll have
Kept some back
In reserve
Try Harder Next Time
The monster who lives
Under my bed
Whispers again
Why aren’t you dead
Berating me
For writing instead
And putting the rope
Back in the shed
(Originally Posted 24.02.2021)
I wouldn’t expect you
To understand
Your skin acts
As a protective layer
But mine is a seal
To be broken
For discharging misery
And despair
Scenes Some Viewers May Find Upsetting
It’s
not
self harming
It’s
self
soothing
(Originally Posted 10.02.2020)
On those days
When I feel depressed
And I can’t carry on
Or hope for the best
I know to avoid
The great outdoors
As they’d end up scraping me
Off the floor
You Have Been Warned
I’m
too
scared
to go
out
today
For
the
dark
thoughts
haven’t
gone away
I’m
worried
I’m so
far into
this
slump
That
I may
well
just
decide
to
jump
(Originally Posted 09.02.2020)
If I were to take
One as prescribed
No doubt I’d feel
The same inside
If I were to take
Two or three
I could cope
Quite easily
If I were to take
Four or five
I’d most likely still
Make it out alive
If I were to take
Six or seven
I’d start knocking on
The door of heaven
If I were to take
Eight or nine
I’d be pretty close
To the finish line
But if I were
To take ten
I’d make sure you never
Saw me again
Dosage Instructions
Please
give me
another
pill to
swallow
For I
don’t
want to
wake up
tomorrow
(Originally Posted 31.01.2020)
Suffice it to say
If I had my way
There’d be no fucking risk assessment
I don’t need protecting
Despite your objecting
As in life I have no investment
999
God
knows
why I
didn’t
wake up
dead
Or why
I didn’t
think
to plan
this far
ahead
(Originally Posted 27.01.2020)
It would be really helpful
She said
If you took it down a notch
It’s not like I’m asking for approval
She said
Or for you to fucking watch
Lack Of Understanding
You can’t
keep
hurting
yourself
He
said
For
I can’t
bear to
see it
The
only
problem
is
She
said
It’s
not
about you,
is it?
(Originally Posted 20.01.2020)
We hate it
They say
When you act that way
Hurting yourself
Really saddens us
If only
I say
There was another way
As this is hardly
Fucking glamorous
Unsafe Thoughts
Please,
take
away
my
knives
And put
those
razors
in the
bin
For
the
urge
to cut
is rising
To
bleed
out the
pain
within
(Originally Posted 09.01.2020)
Whether it’s from
The scars on my arms
Or from the words
That I have written
I think it may be best
If I take a rest
And go back
To keeping them hidden
Cutting
I scythe these words
Across the page
To allow my pain to flow
I find it leaves
Much less of a scar
Than some other ways I know
(Originally Posted 05.01.2021)
If some of my poems
Are humorous
Albeit
A little dark
This one
Is deadly serious
And not just
A flippant remark
Hanging Around
I know it’s there
In the shed
Waiting for when
I choose death instead
(Originally Posted 23.12.2020)
It started off
Innocently enough
But the problem was
It worked
The desire then grew
And deep down I knew
How I’d forever quench
My thirst
‘Slash & Burn’
Skin somewhat healing
And yet I’m still reeling
As my heart slowly withers
Is there a more appealing
Way to cope with this feeling
Other than with a pair of scissors?
(Originally Posted 15.12.2020)
With a mindset shifted
And a choice insisted
An opportunity gifted
And a weight now lifted
Epitaph
Do you
ever wish
you could
just give
up?
Say
right,
that’s it,
I’ve had
enough!
I’m
done
with
all this
fucking
shit
I’m
finally
going
through
with it!
Well
I think
these
things
every
day
Those
words
to easy
for me
to say
And
so, it
seems,
my
demons
have won
For
I can
say now
I am
officially
done
(Originally Posted 13.12.2019)
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