I don't want to live;
I have nothing to give.
Why do you torture me so,
why can't you just let me go?
I can't stand this ceaseless pain;
my heart is bound in chains.
Still, nobody will let me die
no matter how much I cry.
I can't sleep at night,
because theres somebody holding me tight
to the world: only one person keeping me in this life.
He is keeping away from the knife.
I literally can not live without him because:
he makes me smile with everything he says and does.
The only one who doesn't treat me like shit,
and I don't know what to think of it.
All I know is: I don't want to be here,
unless he is near.
If he tries to leave me,
then I will no longer be.
YOU ARE READING
Suicide
Poetry"I'm gunna paint a picture; it's a picture with a twist. The paintbrush is a razor and the canvas is my wrist." ~Unknown Poetry about suicide, the cover says "Love is like heaven, but it hurts like hell."
