Friday, November 16, 2012

Cross Their Hearts And Hope I Die

I was told that I didn't try hard enough
At least not enough to kill myself 

That it would take more pills, and more pain 

And just more slashing of my veins 


People told me only idiots jumped off bridge peaks 
And that anyone trying to die is weak
That my feelings were false or untrue 
But in my veins the blood would always be blue

Sparking interest of writing and poetic words 
The only things I ever truly heard 
Mind shuffling in every direction 
Trying to break all connection 

I thought of dying as nothing more than rest 
And the peace in having experienced death
I had my plan 
My life was to end

Every 43 seconds someone attempts to die
Every 18 minutes it's more than a try 
I was one, more times than not 
A lot of lessons I was taught 

How can you smile with your eyes
When all your smiles are lies 
And you want to die, and live to fight
And try with all your might 

With each suicide attempt my heart going cloudy 
My mind screaming loudly
Bickering between hard dreams 
And through all the loud screams 

I was told lies, 
So I kept on wearing my disguise 
Hiding in the shadows of those who were content 
I didn't own my body, I simply paid rent 

These lies dug oh so deep
Taking every part of me 
Tearing me into shreds 
Making me wish I were dead

I was told that I didn't try hard enough
At least not enough to kill myself 
That it would take more pills, and more pain 
And just more slashing of my veins

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