Void (2/3/06)

• Artist: Danika Miles
• Description: This is probably my darkest poem. I have thought of killing myself but it was only merely a thought and as said before I tend to over exaggerate my poems, mainly for effect, but at the same time it's how I feel within that moment. I have always thought of killing oneself as selfish, mainly when thinking about others. People who want to end their life only end up putting others around them in grief, and maybe causing them to end their life as well.
• Date: 01/07/2009
• Tags: void

Darkness comes over me,
it swallows me,
and I let it.
I do not struggle
because I do not care.
Not any more.
Everything I love dies,
or leaves me.
I don't want to hurt anymore.
I want to end it now.
I can't take all this pain.
This physical, emotional, mental,
and spiritual pain.
Too much.
A dark void is upon me.
I fall into it,
regretting nothing.
I've lost all that I will allow.
I'm tired of being the unselfish one.
I want out!
I'm sorry you have to suffer with me...

Comments

[Oricalcon]

all that this one is is a pool of nothing but death, of a sense that no matter what nothing will change, that your resources are gone and nothing can save you now. To kill yourself or just to not have the will to live are both selfish, because someone out there in this unforgiving world wants you alive.