The day i died inside?

The silent car ride,
The tearful eyes
The day I finally died inside.

The blood soaked wrist
And the glistening knife
Were the things that
Should have ended my life.

They rushed me off
To the hospital that night
A place for people
Who lived in fright

The horrific white walls
The tensions cold air
The children crying out
In their pain and wear

The dark room
My roommate and I kept
Was the one that haunted me
Every night when I slept.

The blood that was drawn
I still painfully lack
It haunts me these days
To ever look back.

Ten therapy sessions
Each day and night
So overwhelming
I wanted to fight.

The bolted windows
The locked doors
The imprisoned children
In the psychiatric ward

Letters from loved ones
Saying I love you so much
Them saying they need me
And miss me and such

I open the closet
In the bedroom
So plain
The door filled with
Carvings and drawings
And names

A phrase carved into
That old wooden door
It read Kelly died here
And I could not ignore

To this day I wonder
If that Kelly is alright
If she has fun with friends
Or has sleepless nights

I remember that day
With the glistening knife
The blood soaked wrist
And the horrible life

I still walk on
With my head held high
As I think of the
Day I died inside.

Answer:
You should have used a shotgun.
Very good poem. I enjoyed it a lot. Very cleverly written. Speaks much, in depth.
Actually, a very well done poem, if you ask me!
Whether it is your poem, or not, I wanted to respond:

Glad to hear
you still walk onward
with your head up high
and still walking forward.

Today is the day
to begin a new journal,
for your journey amongst the living... and
for perhaps, a life eternal.

I thank God you are here,
even though I don't even know you...

May your new journal become filled...
with new memories each day,
only looking back...
to save someone else from such pain.

Think of Kelly. Think of pain.
Do tell me, you don't want to feel the same.
May you find hope in
Something.

Yes. It would be something, if you did find
love.
Where should you look?
Inside yourself.

Whoever you are,
you are beautiful.
Don't waste it.

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