She was looking at me with her scary eyes, "promise me you will not die." How am I to promise that to HER, if i cant promise that to myself? "You need to take meds, you need to surivive" but did i ask to me alive? I am sick, I am tired and i yearn for love- but i don't even get attention anymore. "Promise you'll live, promise you'll try" but i have no energy to stay alive. I can not sleep and i cant stay awake, with eyes wide open laying in bed. Nearly passed out and barely can stand. I feel like I'm dead but outside my grave.
"This is not the place to make suicidal jokes!" I wish i was joking, but there are serious thoughts. I don't want to die tho, but i am just so done- i don't think i can take this much longer or more.
YOU ARE READING
The thoughts of moonlight
PoetryAll the feelings of the night, flowing from word to word like a sad song. And i dance to that song on the edge of living, wondering which move will push me over and free me of my pain.
