Some things are better left unsaid but I wish I was dead. The sweet kiss of death is what I crave and the death of my thoughts and fears. I wish it all would go away. All of this pain I carry in my head. I remember everything. Everything that has ever been said. They echo through from ear to ear. So close to the exit but comes back again. Every time I was called ugly and worthless. It echoes like I was in a cave.
The death of my head is all I've ever wanted. I need an exit to this. If you wanted to take my life I wouldn't be mad. I would even hand you the knife to make me feel truly alive. I wish I was able to get better but I can't. I just want to run away from everything and hide. I want to make the echoes go away. All of them screaming the words of pain and suffering. I'm scared to speak because I'm afraid they will take over and screech their pain for all to hear.
I need to go now but I'm glad I was here. I was here for good and bad. The best times of my life was with you and the saddest will be when you cry over me. I'm sorry I have to go but I'm afraid I will never get better. I need to get help but what is there to save. I'm freezing inside and numb to the pain so I won't feel a thing. I promise I will watch over you and smile every time I see you.
