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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