Treasure Island

Bailey Schatte

(09-08-1997)

Wallowing In Self Pity


When will the darkness swallow me whole?
I am begging,
For my end to come;
I want nothing more in life,
Than to just be done with it.

I don't wish to live anymore,
For every day holds depression,
And memories,
That will haunt me forever;
I can't close my eyes,
Without picturing the love of my life,
In his arms.

I cry,
As I hang my head,
With the razor to my wrist,
I wish for my blood,
To be nothing more than,
The blood that surrounds my frozen,
Stiff,
And motionless body, as it spills from my wrist.

I don't care what happens,
To me after I am dead,
Nothing can be worse,
Than the miserable life,
That I have to call mine,
Till my last very breath.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Edited: Thursday, March 29, 2012

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  • Cynthia Buhain-baello (3/28/2012 10:42:00 PM)

    They say the greatest battles are the ones we fight within ourselves, and a man who has conquered himself can face life and conquer it. Great introspective poem with a very profound message. (Report) Reply

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