A.N. ok it sounds like I seriously need therapy lol but I really don't I am actually a very happy person so don't think im crazy I put all my unhappiness in my poems. Ohh and any CONSTUCTIVE criticism is welcome thanks
The ending is near;
how could something hurt so bad and the ending not be near?
How could God create a pain this bad for someone to deal with?
I can't, I won't.
I can make my own ending right here right now in this very second, with the edge of a blade, to watch the life ebb away.
The blade… so sharp so powerful… so very small.
So easy just to end it all.
Can this pain be real or is it just a fairytale, a dream or maybe just a scene in my mind playing over and over again.
BUT there's no way my mind could create something so painful as this.
I could end it all right now with the flick of a blade, but I can't, I won't.
I have so much more to live for,
so my life my heart my body so, so
ripped apart,
the gash that cut deeper than any other,
my body hurting physically, mentally,
but I am needed so I will go on,
because life will go on with or without me,
so I will ignore it and put on a happy face,
and play my part like it is expected of me…