Too Much

by Ken   Nov 28, 2004


Stress weighs me down, like weights on a scale.
Yet I do not collapse.
I cannot, I will not, I won't give in.
I hold on with every last muscle.
It hurts, it burns, but I will not give up.
I will put the bottle of pills back.
I will never touch the razors.
Because if I do....if I go to far... it will all be over.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Unloved ♥

    that was really good and its true its tempting but unless your willing to take the chance and just throw ur life away because its really really bad then I guess you have no choice but to end everything if u are positive that things will get better eventually.