"Shiny Metal Object"
By: Phoebe Melinda Halliwell
Slit your wrist,
sever the thread.
And as you lay bleeding,
think of all you'll regret.
"It's not worth it, Sweetie.
Come to me. Rest in my arms.
No more challenges will
await you. You eyes will
soon drain of color. That
beautiful brown will fade
to black, only captured in
an old photograph.
"Challenges make life interesting.
Please don't throw them away.
I want you to face your life head-on.
Your life has value. Everyone cares.
Don't doubt it. I want to see those
beautiful eyes smile for many more
years to come."
What will you accomplish
in completing this gruesome
task? It will do you no good.
Solve nothing. You'll still have
regrets in the next life.
"It won't help anything, Sweetie.
Live in spite of it. Fight. Battle."
Live a life worth remembering.
Make something of yourself
and defy all who say otherwise.
In the end, you'll be glad you did.
"You're bleeding, here let me help."
Author's Notes: I haven't posted anything in a long time.
Parts of this poem are metaphorical and should not be taken literally.
Phoebe Melinda Halliwell