Burn me at the stake,
Tear of my skin
I can’t find any reason
I should want to live.
Trap me in eternity,
Chain me to the hearth,
Hell is here
To forever roam the earth.
Rip my eyes from their sockets,
Stab my ears, till blood dries over them.
I can’t stand to see or hear
When they die and I still live
Pain is simple,
Death is relief.
Heart break kills the soul inside of us,
Leaving an empty shell to rot and reak.
[So, this is a poem I wrote. I don;t feel any of these feeling, this is just what I come up with when I'm 1.)Pissed at my parents. 2.) Worried about my cat. and 3.) Listeningg to Breaking Benjamin. I have never once wanted to die in my life, nor do I want to at the moment. Thank you, good day.]
