Endless

I have read poems and articles from many different authors on this site and found that all us teenagers ( I have not seen all of them I am sure) on this site have committed something about suicide or death at least. And after reading some of Amada Ferguson's poems I decided to make a contribution. Here it is. Please rate and leave a comment I have never written about suicide before.
Endless, unbidden
My pain my sorrow
I am invisible, alone unseen never heard
I have none but you……help
I continue on not living, not really

I watch the world through a vale
Here I am hidden, trapped
I dream, of lives juice flowing from my wrist
Of seeing a world that sees me
Of a golden rope that measures a person life

I see you, cut the rope
So short
I see you, loop the end
I see a world that I can touch
That I can live not just exist

I see myself, every night different
Every night the same
I see my eyes bright silver and like the moon
I see them wane
I wake

I scream
I’m here hidden away within this bubble
Entwined in this sick game
You cannot see these chains, locked
You cannot see this cage

Day to day from paper to iron, you could have helped
Cut the paper chain but now it is iron and I am lost, trapped, entwined
I look in the mirror
I see my eyes bright silver and like the moon
I see them wane.

By James Byrne
Published: 8/14/2009		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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