Saturday, September 28, 2013

My Struggle With Life

Every night I cry
And I wish I could lay down and die
I just want to let myself go
Cut my wrist and die slow
Because it's not worth me being here
If negativity is all that I hear
And I'd rather die a painful death
Than sit and feel sorry for myself
All I wanted from this life
Was to be a well respected, loved, and appreciated wife
But I guess it's all bad
Because all I do is make you mad
You say I never make you happy
So why would you care if I killed me
I just want to be able to smile for one day
Because I see bigger issues headed my way
And you should want more too
But don't think that I'm trying to tell you what to do
Know that I just want to end it all
Because I'm tired of feeling like my back is against the wall
I don't have the strength to cut myself because I'm so weak
So should I overdose or pray I die in my sleep?
Either way it's not looking too good
Things definitely won't end the way that they should
And I'm already missing some of you
I just hope it's not too late before you're missing me too

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