Old poems (editing in progress)

Still alive

"Go. Fucking. Kill yourself." ok sure I reply. Goodbye I say as I commit suicide. My heart yelling soul crying fighting but neverless dying. Im fine im lying. Pen shaking as I write. Swirls in the night sky as I sigh. Good night sleep tight at the bottom I see a light. My friends recite our promises but I step forward and glide. All I had to do was abide by society's laws they said as I took my meds. I went to bed numb wishing in my head was inbeaded with lead instead. But it doesn't matter because it's the past and the future is dead. -me