Thoughts, Never Words. (Poetry Collection)

Live.

It hurts.
It really does.
Nothing in particular,
You see.
Just all of it.
It hurts.

I dont want to die.

If I had the choice.
And the patience,
And the time,
And the strength,
I would live.

But I dont have those things,
And I want it to stop hurting.

I want to live.
I want to truly live,
And enjoy it.

But I cant.