My Life Or My Death Poem by sally sall

I lie awake late at night wondering what the next day might bring.
Joy or sorrow?
Life hurts and the things people say sting.
Will I be alive tomorrow?

When I scream out no one chooses to hear.
Why I don`t know?
I have lived my whole life as a young child in fear.
Will the pain ever cease to grow?

I fall knee deep in sorrow.
How aren`t I insane?
My life is so hollow.
Maybe I am insane I do like to cause my own physical pain?

I try not to live in the past.
Is it bad I regret having my life.
My life is on a hour glass.
The question is to use or not use the knife?