I wrote this poem last night when I felt extremely low and depressed. It was honestly how I felt at the time. Today, not a lot has changed, but please be assured that I’ll be okay, Writing is my only way of releasing my pain and deepest feelings, as you all know, so I needed to express this. Love, Ellie Xxx 💗
Ellie Thompson
Jagged boulders tumbling down
the mountainside on me
I stand poised for the impact
when I really ought to flee
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The rocky ground below me
trembles as they land
missing me by inches
that wasn’t what I’d planned
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The malicious demon at the top
starts throwing down his flame
He’s thirsty for a death
Should I play his little game?
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I’m exhausted from the fighting
with this dreadful, awful stuff
I feel I can’t go on
Because enough is enough
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Suicide’s not painless
And I can vouch for that
For someone else is sitting
In the seat where I once sat.
(Image source – Image by Goran Horvat from Pixabay)
Essentially Ellie 