I'm Dying Now

The chains bind my arms and legs pulling me inside

Into the furnace, into the furnace I go

Burning me, but not killing me

I strive for suicide

I cannot be pulled out of this inferno

Screaming for help, but no one finds me

I want to know how I’ve become like this

I want to die now, not die slow

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

They say death is hard to find when you want her. I liked the hardness and the needs in the words. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[sette]

courage is something built within oneself and i pray that there will be courage for you to fight off this battle and attain happiness in life