Poems

Shows over by Jojo

I’m fine dear
Cut myself up bad but that ain’t no biggie
I’m a fighter you know…

I’ve been just okay…
Getting occupied with work and stuff
As I waited for your call or your text
Please don’t worry, I’m fine

I didn’t die, even though I wanted to
I’m glad you weren’t there to witness that…
I died and woke up still on earth

It’s okay now, I’m okay now
My mind ain’t playing games with me anymore
Ain’t making me look at my bottles of meds greedily anymore

Or at my knife interestingly
Or my black belt longingly…

The little blade though, that was hard to resist
A few trips along my arm and My did it feel good!
That did the trick!!
The death wishes went away and the burning hand

Saved the day!!!
Still, I’m glad you weren’t there to witness it
I’m glad you didn’t read my texts or call me back
I’m glad I did it on my own…
The guy at the end of the emergency line
Told me you love me but he doesn’t understand

He doesn’t know that you were the one
That was supposed to be talking to me instead of him,
Who doesn’t even know my story…
But he tried, tried to talk me against death

I listened because, well beggars are not choosers…
He made me promise to talk to him again after 2 hours
So I had to postpone death…
I postponed, but now I’ve cancelled it.

I’m just disappointed dear one
And I’m sad that you thought I was joking
But I can’t blame you

You had your own demons to fight
Still you’d have listened to me and cried with me
Told me it’d be okay or anything really like I do with you
But you heard me talk of death and told me to go ahead and kill us both…
Well, I died and woke up in my bed

You’re such a great friend I should say…
You showed up after I was patched up and looking good.
Thank you for showing up, at least…

I apologize for wanting to die…

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