Not worth living.

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Not Worth Living.

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Slit my throat, cut my wrist please I insist.

With all of life’s lie’s and all of its hatred,

How can I say I want to stay?

            My hearts still beating

Just pull the plug, because the rhythm

To my ears are like screams of misery

Wanting out,

            Some say there’s a place called

Heaven, and other say there’s a place called Hell

            Heaven is everything you desire.

In reality this is Hell. We are living in hell

And who know if in the end we will go to this place

Called Heaven or if Hell never ends.

            Some call me insane

Others question in silence

Understanding what I mean

Because to some what I say is true.

            The pain and suffering

I go threw is such a drag

            I think about all this

While looking up to the sky then

Close my eyes and Whisper softly

            “God please, I really want to die.”

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