Do you know the pain, of a life that has no more to gain? Do you know how it feels, to hold a razor to your wrist and know it's real? It feels so cold against your skin, and what relief you feel when it finally sinks in. Every night to God I desperately pray, send me something to take the pain away. Every night I look to the stars, and pray that soon I'll be away so very far. Do you know how if feels to go to sleep, as you breath the carbon monoxide in deep? To go to sleep and never wake again, thinking that this is the way it always should've been. I will pick a way to end it all, pick a way to end this infinite fall. I officially give up the fight, cause I know my life will never be right. Please never ask me why, or try to cover it with a lie, because you know it's the pain you made me feel, when you see my blood, you'll know what I've done is real.
Reason for writing:
The pain I've had lately inspired this poem. My ex likes one of my best friends. And she likes him. I told her I want them to be together, and I do. Cause she is what he wants. She'll make him happy. And I want him to be happy. But it just hurts so much to love someone so much, and not only have them not love you, but love someone you love like a sister.
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