Giving Up Poem by Concetta Salter

Harder comes my every breath.
I find it hard to live.
I don’t know how much time is left,
Until I throw a fit.

I do not wish to go insane.
I do not wish to snap.
I can not live each single day,
Inside my twisted past.

I do not wish to hurt the one’s,
I said I’d always love.
I know I would by giving up.
My parents would be crushed.

Yet how I wish to end my life,
My fears and all my doubts.
every night I always cry,
And all I see are clouds.

No excuse can justify,
The way I’ve come to be
There are no words to clarify,
This drastic change in me.

Insults echo loud and clear.
Their voices never cease.
All you bullies, give a cheer.
You surely did succeed.

I write this poem for those who care.
For those I truly love.
Please don’t shed a single tear.
I love you all so much.