I want to cry.
Kill myself with a blade.
To be drown in a pool of pain.
To be stressed enough with all the problems in earth.
I want to scream like there's no tomorrow.
I want to die right now.
I want them to see me dying.
If I cut my skin would I die?
If a truck hits me would I die?
When would I die?
Please make it fast.
Because I can't stand still in this kind of world anymore.
I am about to give up.
My body is already weak.
If I breakdown in front of them,
Would they care about me?
Or would they just throw a glance on me?
I just need to die right now
So I can at least feel peace,
Even for the last time that will last forever.
(Fin)
BINABASA MO ANG
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Puisi• A poetry book that tackles about life, depression, pains, brokenhearts, friends, love and society. • Started: July 22, 2017 © - 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙨 @SiriusNix