I wanna get lost in my words
and forget everything else
and just never come ak.
With God as my witness
I want to die.
Because truly,
who would care?
Who would cry
when they heard the news?
Who would skip
the next day of school
because they actually cared about ME?
Who would attend my funeral
in the out-dated, to big hand-me-downs?
Not nearly as much as one
would hope for
that's for damn sure.
I can't handle
everything's that's going on
Just to much to deal.
Don't wanna do this anymore.
Easy solution
whispers the knife.
Plunge me into your heart
and let it all
just bleed away.
Jan.-4-10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem