I long to be...

The reflection in my eyes,
I see in the mirror,
Though death despise,
I still fear her.
The coming is close,
To end it all,
To only suppose,
I'll surely fall.
Fall forever,
Live in fate,
beseeching feeling,
Sweet morbid hate!
Peirce me now!
Leave me be!
Forever drowning,
Suffocating me!
Sorrow!
Sweet sorrow!
Fill my pain!
Though the knife stings,
I long to be sane!
To live in peace,
I call your name!
And though the knife stings,
I long to be sane!!!

-Elizabeth .H