i still will remainMature

this is going to be my mourning. my beauty from pain. I won't lose my faith through this. I refuse to.

It's a tragedy they say.

A horrible mistake.

But really it's not.

It's quite easy to find someone to place a blame.

So easy to blame yourself.

Its tearing me up, going through the skin straight to the bone.

I just want to rip my heart out, give it up.

The tears won't stop coming.

I don't have enough mental energy to do anything but sit around.

Wasting my life away. 

It's a tragedy to lose someone to suicide.

A horrible shame.

How do you even go on? 

Will my faith survive through this battle? 

The End

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