Sink me in the blue,
And watch me fly.
Steal my air,
And hear my cry.
Kill me and watch me live.
But I don't exist;
I am here but I am not.
End it all.
It is agony.
With each beat of my heart and each breath of my lungs.
Stop them.
I only exist,
I don't know how to live.
Where is the light?
Why am I in my dark mind?
Prisoner of my own thoughts.
Free me.
You have the key,
Just let me be free.
I am but a mere ruin if what I used to be.
That look in your eyes is a knife.
That word you said is poison to my mind.
Free me.
Let me.
Let me breathe, let me laugh, let me smile.
Let me be alive.
Drown me in my thoughts.
They pull me away.
You are my lifeline.
End me,
End me,
End me.
Kill those voices in my head.
Dry those tears in my eyes.
Peace of mind.
End me,
Please.
Give me peace.
Free my pain.
Let my soul get out and wander.
The only comfort is that little me inside my head.
She says "Don't cry,"
as she weeps.
She says "It will all be okay."
As she doubts.
The only person that is left.
Is just a little me.
That still believes.
But she doesn't speak anymore.
Because she knows nothing will change.
And the only peace I will get,
is if you end me.
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Cold Hands, Cold Heart
PoetrySome of us can't speak. But some of us can write. P.s. previously known as poems by the stars Highest Rank: #534 in poetry
