Out of sight (suicide)

The silence of the lonely moon filled my room in the night,

And here I am, again ready for the fight.

Fight against what? You may ask with your fake fright.

Oh, just a battle against my mind, that isn't right.

“Life will get better and you be alright.”

You say these words but I know you just being polite.

I try my best, to face it with all my might.

But i can't hold back the tears blinding my sight.

Oh, where did I lose my simple light?

For since then nothing has gone right.

All I do now is sit in my corner with hands tight

On my knees till I feel right.

I am suffocating and my skin feels too tight.

I can't take it anymore; I have to end this tonight.

I try to find my blade which I hid in between those books of white.

I bring it near my wrist, close my eyes and give my lips a bite,

Hoping it would give me the courage but I am too uptight.

I put the blade down and look for the pills on my right.

My last glass of water and my last hope to see the fading lights.

But it was too much of a wait to end this delight.

I could see the sun rising, but I wanted to say goodnight.

So I looked out the window, despite my fear of heights.

This is it, finally the choice I make to end this fight.

A life which I thought was going just right.

Was it really so bright? Where did I lose my light?

It doesn’t matter, because now nothing feels more right,

To take my last step before I see the morning light.

“A young girl in the indolence of her youth” tomorrow’s highlight.

They never know if my life was alright.

Yet they judge me even when I am not alive.

‘Just another one, looking for the spotlight’

The world will never learn even when I am out of sight.