Remedy Poem by Moore Hope

Remedy



As I sat on the ocean's shore
I decided that I wanted to live no more
Life was easy when I was young
But as I grew older it was no fun
I worked all day and worked all night
And having fun was not in sight
Problems in my world just seemed to grow
And my mental instability began to show
It started with a nervous twitch
Then life became a painful itch
Many times I tried to scratch it away
But yet it dragged on day by day
So now I sit here with razor in hand
To kill myself is what I planned
I'll put the razor up to my vein
Praying that I will feel no pain
Then I'll slide it up my wrist
And for perfection, a little twist
And when the blood shall start to flow
A smile on my face will finally show

Sunday, January 20, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: suicide
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