Death seems better than life sometimes
I feel death could be a fix to all the problems
My problems your problems
I can't stop the rage I feel
I can't stop the images of me dieing
I see me slices my wrists, hanging myself and even going peacefully when I take those ever loving pills
Life just seems to long and hard
I keep messing up and dissapointing people
I keep yelling and screaming
Feeling as though Im alone
Death is my only resort to this life
Its my only option I think as I sit in the darkness
No one cares, no one even asks
Life is just another obstacle
With death its final and you dont have to think much
Your at peace with death no more hurt for any one
Death or life
What would you choose
I am choosing death, take your pick
