My Ending
Will I be able to live through this?
This life I know I’ll never miss.
For all I’ve done is live through pain
If it does not stop I’ll go insane
Feeling as though I’m involved in some kind of game
And for everything that happens I’m the one to blame
I’ve been stepped on and I’ve been hurt
Everyone has their limits; I’m not a pile of dirt
But why still do they stop me from my death?
In the midst of my own last breath
I’m not an individual who’s petrified to die
I just want them to know that’s not a lie
Death is the only answer left for me
If suicide’s my only option then let it be!
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My Ending
PoetryEveryone goes through random phases in life. It's stupid but I went through an emo phase before and this is something that I found in my old journal. It's all just so funny now; how stupid and naive of life I was.
