Things won’t get better for me
They never will
Failure breaks a person
Pain keeps you in pieces
I have no other options
No where to go, no where to stay
All I feel is fear
Fear of others, fear of pain
Life is an uphill run
And everyone drags you down
Rake their nails in to your bare skin
And use your head as a step
But still there’s a serene feeling
When your lying sprawled on the ground
At the bottom of the hill
Some people blame themselves after failure
Some people blame the world
This is a place I’m not wanted
Nor a place I want to be
Death isn’t an escape nor a mercy
Death is a freedom
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6 comments
Reading this made me cry…
In my case death is a chance to rest.
I am as tired as you :/
A peaceful rest where no one can harm you anymore 🙂
Also the format of this post looks like a beautiful poem… Kinda
A place where no alarm clock could wake me up…sleep forever… he he he
And yes…the post seems a posted poem Suit the Bunny 🙂
Death is just a journey, maybe like a dreaming forever.