What Doesnt Kill You...

On rare occasions I will hear
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
But I don’t believe this at times
When I can’t take the pain any longer

I keep telling myself
When my faith is depleted
That someday soon
My transformation will be completed

But it doesn’t feel that way now
And why should it?
Despite what I feel
I’ll tell myself that when I want to quit

But I know I can’t
Because life isn’t a game
It isn’t something you can throw away
Without it turning to flame

What doesn’t kill me
Will make me stronger
I’ll keep telling everyone that
Until they can’t take it any longer

I guess it’s kind of like
That guitar you have rejected
Because strumming it was too painful
Forgetting the callus you collected

For every ache or burn
I guess there’s always that brighter side
Because there’ll be that day
When you can put that pain aside

But contrary to what you may believe
Those scars you give yourself now
They won’t do anything
But hurt you in the end anyhow

Just remember that
When you feel like giving in
And your mind goes completely crazy
And you want to tear off your skin

Just tell yourself that
Someday things will be better
Just tell yourself that
When you’re writing that suicide letter

(I got this idea by a post I made on Hailie\\\\\\\'s poem. :0), see how creative I am. lol.)