Better Than The Bite

by fakingeverything   May 15, 2012


I used to pray that I would eventually get better,

To avoid having to write my suicide letter

Explaining how much I just couldn't bare another day.

Telling how badly I just wanted the pain to go away.

Nobody has noticed just how much I am hurting.

I'm trying to be happy but that's just not working.

There are only so many smiles that I can fake.

There's only so many tears that I can wipe away

Before I just give up, let the darkness win

The only reason I'm ahead is due to the marks on my skin.

But sooner or later, cutting will not be enough

I'll have to choose between death or being tough

And at this moment, death seems better than life

Better than crying, better than breaking, better than the knife

That I hold against my flesh and wait for the bite,

Yes I would say that death is better than life..

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