My life is nothing more than a mere existence
There is no joy it has been stripped bare
I am locked up in a personal hell; the devils wife guards my cell
Simple things impale me bringing forth a horrendous torture
Getting a glimpse out the window, hearing laughter, I cry and stifle the noise
How do I make it to the escape when all I wish for is death?
Would dying be that bad?
A quick slit and I could watch my life pour out
Down, down, down to puddle on the floor, a sigh goodbye
Guns seem messy and not at all a sure way to die
I hate me, I loath her, I miss him
The only bright spot in my world severed from me
No way to talk to him
No way to see him, except stolen moments at school
Lasting only seconds
Why am I being punished?
Why do they hate me?
What have I done to deserve this?
I’m drowning in my pain
Alas is it me holding me in my cage
Is it him stealing my happiness
Destroying my chance at true love