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December 31, 2018

  • Writer: amy
    amy
  • Nov 19, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Dec 11, 2020

tw: suicide


I'm transported back to that day

I start to hear voices

My body paralyzes with guilt

My family says to forgive myself

I know they’re right,

yet I find myself here


My eyes start to flood

I begin to hyperventilate

I no longer feel sane


I run to the bathroom

I lock the door

I hear a knock and it’s mom

I open the door to her worried face


She saved me that night


Ever since then

I’ve learned what I mean to others

I’ve learned what I mean to myself

I’ve learned there is more to life

I’ve learned to stay alive


I no longer picture the flowers

I no longer picture the casket


I’ve always wanted to thank her

But I can never let her know

the things I had planned

for that night


2 Kommentare


Ixchel Ramirez
Ixchel Ramirez
19. Mai 2021

Amy I'm proud that you shared this.

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Rene Jimenez
Rene Jimenez
21. Nov. 2020

Really powerful stuff in the December 31st Poem. I'm glad you're better and I hope you continue to feel better.

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