Unmarked Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

Before my life
Was concluded,
I was unmarked.

No scars,
No pain,
Nothing to blame.

My life was a
Blank piece of
Paper;
No writing,
No erase marks to
Disguise the
Mistakes,
Just plain and
Mundane.

I had a life
Anyone would
Dream of;
Like a perfect
Surreal world,
Where nothing
Went wrong,
And everything
Went my way.

Then my life
Decided to make
A U-Turn;
Look where I am
Now.

I was depressed
All the time for no
Reason.

I cut all
The time;
Sometimes because
I was more morbid
Than usual,
Or I wanted to
See if I have died
Yet;
Seeing if I
Could feel anything.

My life then
Was a ripped up,
Black pile of
Shreds burned by
my ongoing pain;
My life's beyond
Repairing.

Before I left
This world,
I said my last and
Final say in life.
It said why I was
To leave.

It said how unhappy
I have been;
And I wanted to
Not cause anyone
Anymore pain.

I dotted the I's
And I crossed
The T's,
Then it was time.

I left this world
But I broke everyone's
Heart as I died
In the hands of
Greif.

Now look at my life,
Erase marks,
Scribbled on,
Shredded up,
Ripped to bits
And pieces
Beyond anyone
Could mend back
Together again.