Is it worth living if you have to tie a noose?
With each passing day
you make a new knot
on a new rope
With the hope that you'll live.
But in reality
you already have one on your neck
And each day you're making more and more
To look at.
You see all your mistakes,
Each rope spelling your
Flaws, tears, fears,
And yet you press on.
You create an illusion
A world where you're happy
You see yellow and green
and all those other happy colors
And do everything because you
Want to see everyone smile.
But you're gasping to stay alive
And then all you feel is blue.
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 9:34 PM UTC
Is it worth living if you have to tie a noose?
With each passing day
you make a new knot
on a new rope
With the hope that you'll live.
But in reality
you already have one on your neck
And each day you're making more and more
To look at.
You see all your mistakes,
Each rope spelling your
Flaws, tears, fears,
And yet you press on.
You create an illusion
A world where you're happy
You see yellow and green
and all those other happy colors
And do everything because you
Want to see everyone smile.
But you're gasping to stay alive
And then all you feel is blue.
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