deicidedecide
suicide
I lied
I keep trying
but I still
want just to
be held
kept warm
and sleep
forever
the rain in my dreams
never stops
me
and there are no people
to hate me there
like in the waking
hating world
I can't decide
still crying
as I lay
upon a bed
of tears
why should I
bother to leave a note
other than
to let them know
I quit
and
I'll be gone
and
to celebrate
my passing
