Been Through This Hate

I’ve been through it and I’ve dealt with thy pain.

I’ve said and watch as others try and do the same.

I see you, day in and day out.

Looking like you wish not to be here.

I wish it to.

I’d love to be through.

I cant deal with much more.

Its starting to become a bore.

I stare some times ya know at the knives in the sink.

I think what it would feel like, just one swift move.

That’s all it would take.

Then Id be gone.

Washed away in a sea of grain.

Never again to be seen or heard from.

But it’d be okay cause I’d have myself to blame.

I’ve my life in my hands.

And right now I’m playing jump rope with a game.

It’s a life or death game.

Life isn’t doing so well as I’ve everyone else.

Telling me and blaming me for things I didn’t do.

It’s a shame really what all can go through, my head.

The things I think.

But can never say.

The words that go unspoken.

Because you don’t want to lose a connection.

Guess soon it wont matter cause instead you’ll lose me.

No more grief.

No more Pain.
No more agony.

Oh how I cant wait to just be set free!