Death Take Me

Death come take me.

Take me away.

I’m just so sick.



Sick of the madness and pain.


Don’t say it gets better.

I know that it won’t.

I long for that feeling

To not feel my throat.



My vision is blurring.

I can’t feel my skin.

I can’t drown my demons

They know how to swim.


They pull on my ankles,

They’re dragging me down.

The weight of my burdens

It equals a frown.



Don’t say it gets better.

I know. And I tried.

You always said it gets better..

I guess that you lied.