Am I a coward?
Or am I strong?
The pain that has towered
Dealt with for so long
Yet, I'm still here
Is it because fear?
I've wanted to die
I can't help but wonder why
Why haven't I?
Do I persevere?
Life, do I hold dear?
Or am I afraid?
Of being laid
Down in a tomb?
Is it worse than my room?
So am I a coward?
Am I so weak?
Or am I strong
In the face of a life soured?
I can't help but think
About my song
The song of my life
Could it sing strength?
Somehow my knife
Shining at length
Doesn't seem to believe
I'll be remembered that way
So I would conceive
Strength isn't what people would say
When describing me
So cowardly then
Is what I must be
For not bringing my end
And I still don't know
If I'll ever go
Will I ever confide
In my suicide?
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 6:54 PM UTC
Am I a coward?
Or am I strong?
The pain that has towered
Dealt with for so long
Yet, I'm still here
Is it because fear?
I've wanted to die
I can't help but wonder why
Why haven't I?
Do I persevere?
Life, do I hold dear?
Or am I afraid?
Of being laid
Down in a tomb?
Is it worse than my room?
So am I a coward?
Am I so weak?
Or am I strong
In the face of a life soured?
I can't help but think
About my song
The song of my life
Could it sing strength?
Somehow my knife
Shining at length
Doesn't seem to believe
I'll be remembered that way
So I would conceive
Strength isn't what people would say
When describing me
So cowardly then
Is what I must be
For not bringing my end
And I still don't know
If I'll ever go
Will I ever confide
In my suicide?
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