Lights

It’s about DEATH and SUICIDE…
I’m a teenager
In so much pain
Wanting to die
So I cut a vain

I watch the blood fall
I just want it all to end
I’m so lonely
And have no friends

So I make a plan
To take some pills
About twenty
Or until my blood is filled

I take the pills
I go all numb
My vision gets blurred
I hope no one comes

I’m gone for good
I don’t have to fight
I’m finally happy
I see the white lights

By Lydia Pitts
Published: 2/8/2006 		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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