Short Poems [Book #1]

Between Death And Life *

I'm sick of this,

Of having friends that know my thoughts,

My story,

My current situation,

And yet they still don't help,

Some change the subject,

Some refuse to listen,

Some don't even care,

Some don't bother,

Don't you realize?

I will most likely break if you leave me,

I am sensitive,

And I wish to not even be here,

Yet there is something inside me that keeps me going,

It chains me to this world,

Forcing me to stay,

I don't want to be here,

I don't want to live anymore,

Yet the reason I'm still here,

Is because I don't want to leave,

Stupid, isn't it?

It's like me,

Always being tired,

Yet not wanting to go to sleep,

Wanting to scream the pain out,

Yet feeling nothing that can make me,

Wanting to kill myself,

Yet not wanting to leave my life,

I just wish someone would help pick up my shattered pieces,

Or help me end my life.