Help
January 5, 2014
She left me a message,
She was crying for help.
Then the line went silent.
The message she left was:
Will you listen to me
Before my blood pours out
Before I’m gone for good
Help me I’m drowning in
My own bloody mess. Breathe.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Gasp! Come up for air.
Second attempt. Failure.
Like me. Like I am. Under.
Ahh! The pain kills as the
Skin rips at the blade.
It hurts. I can’t do this.
Live life as a failure,
Or just be another dead.
Help me before I’m cold.
I rushed over to
Her place. She was crying
On the cold bathroom floor.
I put a blanket around
Her and put her to bed.
I saved my friend for now.
0 snaps·1 views
View on Power Poetry →