I'm tired, I'm so very tired
Sometimes death is my only friend
that blade maybe my reason
to just cut my veins and die

So many people look up to me
to be the friend that makes them laugh
that shoulder who everyone cries on
and be a strong individual and person

Starving is my only way out
at least you can look down my throat
and tell if i have purged or not
or how many days its been since i purged or not

No one will hold me or let me cry
I will not allow myself to cry or weep
I have to be strong but i long for death
Let me have peace, please let me go home, let me die.

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