You wouldn’t understand, <br />What I have gone through. <br />You wouldn’t understand, <br />Why I cower from you. <br /> <br />I have stood with death, <br />Hoping it would win. <br />As I stand on the edge, <br />So afterlife would begin. <br /> <br />I have cuts and bruises, <br />From which I have done. <br />They hurt like hell, <br />They are not much fun. <br /> <br />As I stand on the lip, <br />Of the bridge as I cry. <br />Just hoping it will end, <br />And I will just die. <br /> <br />Air is thin, <br />When I hang from the ceiling. <br />Some will never know, <br />This scary feeling. <br /> <br />Bubbles start to fade, <br />As I lay here to die. <br />I can see the end, <br />I just want to fly. <br /> <br />I am desperate for help, <br />Although some have tried. <br />I wish it was you, <br />With me by my side.<br /><br />David Richmond<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-wouldn-t-understand/
