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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When I Die When I die will you remember me? Feel like this suicide will be my only remedy, and I’ll let you decide if I am worth remembering.. The cemetery burns the butterflies when you’re dying, I’m dying. I don’t wanna feel this in pain no more. The Earth’s in rotation, you’re waitin for me. Why does being alive feel intrinsically wrong? I’ve been tempting fate with my heart beside me. Living in this world gets harder everyday. Somehow I found comfort in all of the suffering. Hold on my dear, I’m coming home. All I do is blend in with the background. Looking for a place to hide. I know I’m such a burden. Now you’re losing me. Inside I have died, I guess I’m way better alone. I lost it all so leave me be. You don’t understand the pain I feel. Lonely waiting for the end. Even when my heart does stop, you’re the last thought that’s on my mind. In cemetery weather. I been in my room, I been counting down the time, counting down the hours until I finally take my life. I might take my own life. I pray that this choice is the right move. And I don’t need permission to feel sad; I don’t need a witness to have my back. Sometimes I cry only wishing I was dead and I’m sorry; I’m truly sorry for the way I feel. Reasons I can’t be loved.. No matter how hard I try, you keep pushing me aside. Will you end my pain? I’m in a lot of pain but I act like I don’t hurt. You knew right from the start, that there’s no one here to blame. Even with my broken parts I feel better now. My limbs go numbs, as my colors fade out, you watch me bleed. I can’t act like I’m fine when I’m not anymore and it hurts. We lay beside the gun, it fades from night to sun. Premeditated should be medicated.
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