Dear God, why… Why won’t I die… Craved death, I have, for such time… Crumble my worthlessness into grime… Stifle myself and cast a concise farewell… Expel me from this mass mental hell… You see, every instant inside, I cry… Wishing, wanting, my expire nigh… I will embrace death if brought… For it is what I have sought… Savage this darkness upon me… Seize my breath for eternity… For I cannot – it would be wrong… Still I beg you for what I long… Evermore stained under life’s scathe… I coincide, I shall abide in this wraith… I ask you to bring my mind to ease… Please God… please…
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