March 29/10....12:38pm

At the end of every rope,
losing what's left of all hope,
trying to make for better days,
trying when all skies turn gray,
my begining is at my end,
attempting to avoid, before my life i suspend,

make me better, fix my soul,
remove me from this never ending hole,
deliver me to heaven, remove me from hell,
make me feel happy, and not so unwell,
starve me from breath, extract me from life,
remove my heart, with a sharp, jagged knife,

What is it that makes this world worth living
We all need a lesson in forgiving
Tally up a list, of things I’ve Done wrong
Force feed me lies, then tell me I’m strong
With your hand, work your way into my chest
Grab my heart and start pumping, for it could use a rest
Beautiful words, from the mouth of a liar
Your words make me break, as I light my soul on fire
The torture within, works its way out
Through fire and blade, I learn not to shout
Dare not attract attention to oneself
Never show the state of your mental health
I won’t show I’m weak, though I’m about to break
Going on living, was my biggest mistake
Full of fake smiles, and of fake laugher
Shoot me in the head, examine my brain after
Feed my corpse pills that you thought were the right choice
Tie my vocal cords in knots, so you can’t hear my voice
The voice of anger, beyond the grave
The voice of a girl, who would not “behave”
Who would not take the pills, or the electro shock
Who listened to your lies, but would never talk
Who gave up long before you
Who slit her wrists, not knowing what else to do
You listened to her sickness, but not to her heart
No wonder in finding a solution, you didn’t know where to start
You treated her as psychosis, depression and suicide
But you never looked into her heart, to see why she really cried
Even if you did, she wouldn’t let you in
For she knew, your brain wouldn’t know where to begin
Be happy she’s gone, and off of your back
For the sanity you love, is the sanity she lacked