The thought of life The killer, The murderer **** me, **** me Stop punishing me. Don't make me gasp for the air. Shoot me in the head. Hit me with a cargo truck. Make me cry no more.
Tears are filling my eyelids, The fear terrorizing my body.
Im shaking. Make me stop
Make me sleep. Im begging for a dream.
End. End this. End me.
#iWASdepressed I was and now im trying not be, again. -poembornwithfeet-