I can feel it coming it doesn't come often and sometimes you do to fight away demons but they like to sneak up on me
consume thoughts and my body
I remember there was a time before you
I was ready
standing at the edge ready to jump
The blade was already across my wrist it was bleeding
the rope was already tied and I was holding on
why
Because I have too much to fight for
I have too much people counting on me I have so much people who gave up their lives for me
I have so much people who sacrificed important things for me that I refused to be dragged down
I have to make it
it is no longer a want it is I need I need to make it like how I need oxygen to breathe
it's no longer choice or option I wake up in the morning and sometimes my body is tired
and my bones ache and do not want to move but I have to keep going
Failure is not an option and with the way that you are you effecting me you cannot stay in my life I don't know how but I have because you may have been my strength but you're my downfall
YOU ARE READING
To later or to fast but you still don't know
PoetryPoems about the many emotions people many feel, I get the ideas from talking to other people I Capture and talk about the things no one else wants to 2
