The End Poem by Amy J Richardson

There’s so much hurt inside,
When every day I spend,
Every minute of every hour,
Wishing for the end.

I can’t go on like this,
Or get up from my fall,
I can’t see it getting better,
I need to leave it all.

There’s too much now to hold,
Much more than I can bear,
I shouldn’t have to live like this,
The world just isn’t fair.

I want to get out now,
I can’t go on as me,
I’m trapped within, beyond all reach,
If I die then I’ll be free.

There’s so much I will lose,
So much I’ll leave behind,
But at least I’ll have no pain inside,
At least I’ll have no mind.

I’ve been holding on to life,
For the past few months or so,
And no one seems to understand,
That I need to let it go.

You see there’s so much hurt inside,
When every day you spend,
Every minute of every hour,
Wishing for the end.


- 11: 45pm Sunday 7th December 2003, age 17 -