I Would Do It For Them Poem by schitzo. guritzo.

Whas it unleashed,
fro me, pain and misery,
lashed out let it out,
ii it not just emotion,
if i let it back in, would it just be me,
suffering for all those people,
would that be reasonable,
i geuss so, they shouldnt hurt,
so should i? let it out,
run myself dry, for them,
not to cry, or is this just happeing,
with no reason why,
would it be better if i wasnt alive,
never born, would there paths,
not be covered in the brush,
that i may have been pushed int there way,
should i live,
live to erase, there pain caused,
from the ripple of my very own life,
if i died it would only cause pain,
is this what im composed of,
always happy if its at anothers expense,
not on purpose, but on accident,
is this just a pretense, that im thinking to myself,
and not actually true, if i could,
id waste my life, for them,
and then, and only then,
will thier lives be full,
complete, from the things that i brought to them,
just from the presense of my steps,
if i could, id die for they would not cry,
this, could not be true,
maybe it could, i say these things,
becase there not just words, there statement,
all for one, none for me,
this is something, that shouldnt be.