Always wishing for death,when things a little rough.
What has life turned me into?
Always running for cover in a confrontation or turning my back,in toto?
Life turned me into a coward.
Cowardice emerged after i lost all sense of security.
What has life done to me?
Is therapy the way to go?
Lest,it unravels me and makes me flip completely.
How will i reach out of this abyss?
Tried and tried again and will keep trying till I can no more.
Grateful,i am and should be but why do i still want death when the smallest things go awry.
I talk to myself and reason.. Step ahead but i seem to fall back.
Death might not be an answer but it can very much be.
Are you really ready to trade in everything for a toss?
Just for some peace,i want it. Desperately.
I want to be high just so that i can let go of all the pain and anger.
Will it be being obnoxious to a someone if my anguish comes to me,time and again?
Being happy is a choice,one needs constant reminders.
But when an emotions overwhelm you to the point of madness.
Pent up anger for violation,ignominy and insecurity.
Perhaps,am just weak.
Death,is for another day. I sigh and trudge along.