It’s hard for me to know
Where everything went wrong
Nothing’s getting better
I’ve felt bad for so long.
I’ve fought my inner demons,
But now it’s time for me,
To end this life I hate
And finally be free.
I don’t want to be mourned,
I don’t want you to cry,
I just don’t want this life,
Please; let me die.
Mum, don’t be upset,
I don’t know when I’ll go.
It might be this year,
I honestly don’t know.
I’ve got a guilty conscience,
For what you’ll go through.
Don’t blame yourself, or anyone
It’s what I want to do.
2 comments
This is beautiful… I’m not poetic, yet you have perfectly described this
I wish you the best of luck
I agree, there is much beauty to be found in simplicity.