Not Worth Living.
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Slit my throat, cut my wrist please I insist.
With all of life’s lie’s and all of its hatred,
How can I say I want to stay?
My hearts still beating
Just pull the plug, because the rhythm
To my ears are like screams of misery
Wanting out,
Some say there’s a place called
Heaven, and other say there’s a place called Hell
Heaven is everything you desire.
In reality this is Hell. We are living in hell
And who know if in the end we will go to this place
Called Heaven or if Hell never ends.
Some call me insane
Others question in silence
Understanding what I mean
Because to some what I say is true.
The pain and suffering
I go threw is such a drag
I think about all this
While looking up to the sky then
Close my eyes and Whisper softly
“God please, I really want to die.”
YOU ARE READING
Poetry from a young soul
PoetryPoetry I've written when i was going threw a really bad stage in my life.