I'Ll Never Be Loved
Nothing to live for.
Should I give up?
I'm so tired
Of not being loved.
I want to die
And leave it at that.
I'll never be loved.
What do I lack?
To die would be heaven;
To live is hell.
Kill me please.
I will not tell.
A bullet to the head
Is fine with me.
A stab to the chest.
Just kill me please.
If you're afraid.
Hand the gun to me.
I'll pull the trigger.
Just let me bleed.
'Cause no matter what
I'll be dead.
Death I want.
I do not dread.
I'll cut my wrists
If I must.
I will die
It's what I lust.
And when I die
Who will care?
But I'll never be loved.
If I dare.
©2009 ~FR34K0N4L345H33
Copyright © Rachel Mann | Year Posted 2009
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