Suicide

A Poem by BeyondReach

One of my new poems!

The blade will not cut! The blade is dull. The blade is gone, not allowing me to fall. No crimson regret no pain and suffering. How should I die, I can’t why but I feel the world won’t let me. Pain is slowly passing by, sorrow lifting my wings…Loathing getting in my head. How can I die when pain doesn’t come to side? Tell me my love. Should I cut, should I hang, should overdose on everything? Should I drown, should I burn, should I smoke my troubles away? Tell me now, How can I stay in world that’s hate me for who I am? How can I tell you how much you mean even are gone and dead? I’m not going to heaven and hell sure sounds like home! Tell me sweetheart were should we go? Tell me sweetheart why…do you…love a…monster…like…Me?