Want/Never
I just want to die sometimes. Its not because it hurts too much, because I’ve
never felt hurt at all. I’ve never been loved, I’ve never been cried over. I’ve never
been lost, I’ve never touched the smouldering lives. Life is meant for the living,
but I’ve never lived or died, through these hard times…I’m not so delicate.
I’m not a flower…I cant be crushed under your weight. I would devour ever feeling
of your hate. I see that everyone is so imperfect, yet they fit perfectly with
someone else…and I’m left wanting to die. I’m left wanting to feel. So tired of
being numb to everything…I just want to cut, and to bleed, and to feel the sun
upon my feet. I want to cry, and to lose…to have the right to chose what’s going
on…I want to know what its like to live.
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