Misery

I feel like cutting,
Feeling the blood run,
Leaving a trail of pain with it, shutting.
Like shotting myself with a gun….

If life feels so worthless
Then why do I sing?
All these versus,
I don’t think ill make it to sping

When all the pain,
Kills me
When all it is vain.
All I want to be is free

And get away from this misery.
So I sit here bleeding,
When everything leads to injury,
Because my heart revives a beating,

Life is not worth living,
So leave me here,
Revive your bidding.
Because that is something I can’t bare………..

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