Face down

If I just dropped off.

Would anyone care?

I could just end it all there.

Stop my exisitense.

No worry in sight.

Bresthless.

Hopless.

Not one fright.

I love you, I hate you, I'll cheer you on.



Defeated. Why must I be beaten?

I've been battered and bruised.

Id take the physical pain any day.

Beat me, choke me, burn me down.

Why do words have so much more of a toll on me now?

Lived more then once.

Am I done this time?

Should I just fade?

Whats the point, when no one even cares.

Bruises on my heart, bruises on my soul.

Lips burning.



Thought things were different it was illuminating.

Push me pull me knock me down, I wont break.

Ill just move for now.