I'm suicidal
I'm no more hiding
The pain inside me
Consuming me
Overruling me
What does it feel like being free?
Free of secrecy
Free of pity
Free of poverty
Free of being lonely
Of being unhappy
Free of self-doubt
Self-hate
Being unconditionally loved
How does that feel?
Does it feel free?
Or will love never be enough?
Or pain-free?
Love is depressing
For some a blessing
For others a lesson
But for me, its just another form of abuse
I feel used
Mis-used
Re-used
Confused
Love is abuse
Over-used
Suicide is my only way through