I can't do itA Poem by MaranathaWhen will I finally be free of this? This is now a priority Emptiness and brokenness and all this evil mess Leaving me in a state of nothing Take steps to leave this state of being Believing, knowing, where am I going? I can’t take this I want to die I’m so good at hurting myself This pass time has led to death No final breath is necessary when dealing with self harms
supremacy Hallow graves have enslaved the very thoughts of my mind Rewind back to a time before the reality of my actions set
it Beginning with the choice I made to remain complacent and
still Killing every nucleus and electron in my system Because no one would listen and the mirror was stolen Hidden in the closet by my enemy He is so close, yet so far away Every damn day he enslave me My spirit forced into poverty by the greedy enemy of myself Me, myself and all that I am Wholeheartedly seeks to destroy my self with my own hands I get so close, but fully can’t Something stops me every time I see the finish line I’m pulled back and forced to take a break My mistakes come into view and I see the truth I can’t follow through what I set our to do I can’t kill myself I can’t take my life I can’t end it all I can’t because I know that my problems won’t solved © 2013 Maranatha |
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Added on April 21, 2013 Last Updated on April 21, 2013 AuthorMaranathaCAAboutI write the confines of my heart and the internal struggles and upmost joy unfold unto the page. more..Writing
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