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By the Hyper Chibi Elf. Property of the author
I'm standing in front of my window
My window on the third floor.
Below me a concrete sidewalk
Or a wall made entirely of brick.
I'm standing in front of my window
Trying to ignore the things that were said
Trying to ignore the voices screaming at me
Trying to ignore the feelings in my heart.
I'm standing in front of my window
Feeling lost and alone
I know no one cares about me
I am not worthy of them at all
I'm standing in front of my window
Should I aim for the sidewalk?
Or the wall, and hope it will be quick
I can't handle this anymore.
I'm standing in front of my window
I don't know what to do
I don't want to feel this way
But I have no other way to feel.
Notes: Yes, this is a poem about suicide. Yes, I wrote it when I was feeling really, really down. No, I did not do it (obviously). Please, if you or anyone you know is feeling suicidal, please get help or get them to get help. There is always a way out.
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