My first poem.. don’t hate to much
Alone in the night her breathing feels tight
Her tears are heavy and her head goes light.
Inside cuts turn to out
She looks at the rope this time with no doubt
Her time has come he has won its a knock out.
the Knot is tight
Her breaths are slight
She’s numb buts there’s a light
She’s has no pain but shes suddenly bright.
But now her path is closed and she didn’t give enough time to sprout
And all her loved ones shes left without
Maybe she should have stayed and fixed it all no doubt
So next time guys suicide isnt the answer and living is something you should think about.
My first poem offering a little help to all who have been on an endless broken road just to let you all know it does get better and there’s always living proof of that and im it :) god bless ♡