A life

Somedays I wish that I could dare. To put my feelings out for all to hear. Stay strong against the mockery. Hold fast don't bend a knee.
My life is a fucked up mess. Full of pain and loneliness. Of sorrow and of shame. Yet nothing do I gain.
I try so hard to change my ways. To make the others pay. For what I've gone through. And all the times I've bid adieu.
Yet every now and then I try. To stay alive and not to die. No matter how I feel inside I try and try to stay alive.
When the blade slides 'cross my wrist. I feel a sense of bliss. To see the blood run down my arm. Like pools of water at a barn.
I try to make my heart go on. To see a brand new dawn. To live and breath another day. And keep my death at bay.
I hope one day to be as brave as these. Who lay out their life for the whole world to see. To not let my feelings hide. And let my dark world out from inside.

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