Poem: For My Mom

Story by zetasyanthis on SoFurry

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#1 of 2021 Mental Health Crisis

A sad poem about the damage my mom has done. CW: Suicidal imagery.

(And yes, I'm safe and getting help. Actually posting this from Sierra Tucson of all places.)


CW for suicidal imagery.


I know people crying, weeping.

I know people, dying, same.

I know people with my faces.

I know people with my names.

Should I weep for silence loudly,

Should I cry for hopeless depths,

Should I die on worlds so lonely,

that I choke on my last breath.

Should I die by silence, weeping,

Should I die because of plans,

Should I die by endless bleeding,

I will die by my own hands.

I will die in brutal terror.

I will die in trauma, deep.

I will die in frantic heartbeats,

surging crimson, bloody creek.

As I weep inside for pleasure,

As I weep for blessed death,

I will weep for sex so sick and sweet,

it fin'lly gives me rest.

I'll die in brutal terror.

I'll die in deep despair.

I'll die forever hopeless.

I'll die because I care.

I'll die because of hopelessness.

I'll die because I dared.

I'll die because I hoped and dreamed

that my mom would just care.

I die 'cause she would never see.

I die 'cause she refused.

I die 'cause she'd not separate?

her child from her views.

I die 'cause I felt worthless.

I die 'cause I felt used.

I die 'cause I felt dead inside.

I'm hung from twisted noose.