Description: A poem written in Hannah's perspective showing the frustration she felt the days before she took her life.
Disclaimer: I only own the piece, not the characters from 13 Reasons Why.
Author's Note: Written in loving memory of my cousin who lost his life to suicide in 2015.
Belligerent Reflections:
Worthless.
Slow.
Stupid.
Can never seem to do anything right!
Give up.
Give in.
You'll never get ahead.
You're useless.
Pathetic.
You'll amount to anything!
Take your life.
End it now.
No one would miss you.
Nobody would care.
What are you waiting for?
You're better off dead!
Enough!
I'm done.
Sick of all these intrusive, invasive, abrasive, and evasive thoughts.
Whirling, swirling like a self destructive tornado within my mind.
Angry.
Bitter.
Hate filled.
Resentful.
Torturous.
Relentlessly insistent.
Deathly persistent.
Venomous disillusioned poison piercing through every last chamber within my heart.
I'm overwhelmed.
I'm tired.
I'm mentally exhausted.
No one sees.
No one cares.
Would they even notice when I'm not there?
Lord, I just want this pain to end!
Opening my dresser, I pull out a piece of paper and a pen.
I'm sorry.
I can't do this.
Please forgive me.
Close my eyes.
Whisper a prayer.
The moment has come.
My time is up.
Ready to end my hopeless despair.
Found a razor.
Pressed it to my wrist.
Cry out in discomfort as it pierces through my vein.
Sob silently as I watch the life within me drain.
Hey, stop!
What are you doing?
Don't do that!
Are you alright?
Are you okay?
I love you.
I'll miss you.
Don't end it this way.
Come here, let me hug you.
Don't go, not when I need you to stay.
These are the words someone hurting desperately wants their loved ones to say.
Written for mental health awareness month.
- Theresa Lynn Foley