To Be Or Not To Be Poem by Hailey Agnew

To Be Or Not To Be



I can't stay here anymore.
I need out.
I need help.
But there's no one there.
Oh, sure, they'd all love to help.
But they can't.
No one can.
And I'm all alone.
This world is my disgrace,
Full of anger, full of hate.
I can't stay in this place.
I can't be here.
I need out.
I can't take this world anymore,
I'm trapped.
Trapped like a rat,
just waiting for the kid with the magnified glass.
I can't take this any more.
I can't take any more lemon juice in my open sores.
Cut me, break me, tear me, skin me alive.
Do anything you want, I don't plan to survive.
I need to be a fading memory.
I have nowhere to run to.
That knife calls to me, offering a hand.
It's offering a one-way ticket to nowhere land.
A place where there's none of this.
A place where you can just not be.
To be, or not to be.
To be hurts to much, and I can't stand it.
All of this, I hadn't planned it.
So what is the choice now?
What makes sense?
Not to be, honey.
Not to be.
Not to be is the logical choice,
You don't have problems, you don't have a voice.
You float as nothing,
And nothing is simple.
To be hurts too much anymore.
All I want is to just run and never look back.
I want to run and never, ever come back.
I'd be gone and gone,
Just a fading memory.
To be or not to be.
What choice do I have anymore?
To continue on this way?
I can't take it anymore.
I can't handle this and I don't want to.
I don't need this.
It's too much.
This life isn't worth it anymore,
Death is awaiting.
It's calling my name.
It's calling me forward,
The darkness awaits.
He's telling me this is my fate.
The only question now,
Is how to go about this.
This release is important,
I'm expecting relief.
To be or not to be,
I'll try a few more things first but ultimately,
Death is still awaiting in the wings,
Death is still calling to me.
Goodbye my being,
Goodbye my body.
I don't plan to be with you for much longer,
Oh who am I kidding...
I'm sure it's all talk,
But death is awaiting in the darkness,
So close just a short walk...
When I arrive I'm sure I'll be shocked.
So goodbye everyone,
I'm still here but I'm gone,
I'm not sure if I'll hold on,
I'm not sure if I'll last long,
Just know that I love you and I'm too tired to be strong.
Really, really, I really did love you.
All of you, and I'm sorry for you alarm.
I'm sorry for the pain this causes you,
But deaths waits with open arms.
To be or not to be,
I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

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