Disclaimer: This poem includes suicide, might be disturbing to some readers.
She let herself end her suffering,
She let the vehicle of her soul drop from the rooftop.
She could feel the warm blood oozing out of her body
forming a pool around her still frame.
The pain was throbbing, shooting, and making her numb
as she felt her bones crack when she hit the solid ground.
She was losing consciousness.Even so, she wore a smile on her face,
for her eternal pain was ending.
She had attended hundreds of her own funerals,
She cried on none of them.
She suffocated so bad before dying.
Death saved her! So why would she cry?
"Finally elefthería," she said with a smile as she took her last breath.
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Trapped in my own head
PoetryShe is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a worl...