Dark Prison Suicide - this is a dark poem i wrote and i posted it here and it isnt' serious or anything so dont take it personal .


A girl sitting alone; alone with herself;
Seeing nothing but herself being cut
Feeling no more than a deep dark mind;
Seeing her sit here on the dark cold bench;
The gray walls
The gloomy light
The blood-striped bed
The small window filled with dark night; the dark thoughts that slip into her head;
The blood stained mattress crawling with the blood stained knives; the little black spiders that crawl
Around the room; the noises of shouting screaming and fights; the dark grayness of the gloom; the cold rusted bars keeping her in the room;
The imprisonment she is in;
The jail she lives in and breathes;
Being charged with the murder;
The murder of hurting herself
She didn’t; kill anyone;
Nobody but herself.
They say that suicide is like a prison; a prison for what you have done;
All the ones you hurt; the ones who showed you love; they suffer in grief because of your death; you are your e’ murderer; your e’ the one who brought you re’ own death; living in a deep dark grave filled with soil; a coffin that keeps you bound; the tombstone above you that’s you are down and dead; you deserve to be in the state that you are; not because you are bad but because you have killed;
Killed the one thing that your mother loved;
Killed a human being whom lived on earth;
Killed a person who was yourself
A person who was hurting no one but herself
Killing all the feelings inside of them
Making them whiter away
All they feel now is numbness
Numbness, grief and pain
Anger towards you deep lies in their souls;
The anger that hates you because you did this;
You damage and kill not only yourself;
But others who feel nothing but death and sorrow
People who kill; get thrown in prison
People who only kill themselves;
Die forever in flames in a coffin charged with guilt;
Knowing they killed them and others;
By taking away their life forever.
So here lies a girl; who didn’t’ know; that killing herself is a crime;
A crime that makes you go; go in a suicide prison; in hell forever in a dark lasting pain of crime.
She cant’ change what she did;
It can never be undone
Now she cries forever in bloodshed of broken and dark prison pain.
You cant’ get out; there s’ no escape
All she does is stare at pure black flames while cutting away at her skin; she hurts herself even more
Realizing what she did. -_-