suicidal sonnet
 

my life has taken a sharp downward turn

i cannot find joy, my heart feels only grief.

no more pleasure from watching candles burn

or counting veins on the back of a leaf.

 

i spend the hours of my life alone in bed

trying to keep the outside world at bay,

straining to conceal voices in my head

and wonder if i’ll make it through today.

 

all the world around me so soon has grown dark

there is no beauty left to bring me joy.

black and grey surround me—lines so stark,

straight-edge razors are my favorite toy.

 

too afraid to live – too afraid to die

too afraid to breathe – i can only cry.


Comments:
 
life_as_it_is   life_as_it_is wrote
on 4/29/2008 12:36:37 PM
Good work. I don't know if your are down or not, because some can write this stuff and never give it a thought. If you are the razor was once my toy, but not anymore.

debby   debby wrote
on 4/12/2008 5:44:49 PM
I am so sorry that you have so much pain. You are a wonderful writter. I hope that putting your feelings down on paper gives you relief. Keep Writing!

jlew1973   jlew1973 wrote
on 4/6/2008 11:31:45 PM
Painfully beautiful. I hope you have peace and continue to write. ~John

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