Refrain

Location

Tears

Blood

Pain

Please stop.. please refrain

Think it over

Think it twice, thrice...

Put down the knife

Calm down, inhale.. exhale

Lord why all this strife?

Utter chaos, it's all derailed.

Shaking palms, clenching heart, sordid pain.

Refrain, refrain, refrain...

5...4.....3.....2.........ONE

The glinting metal kisses the floor,

But the battle has just begun.

Prepare for the anguish that lies in store.

Nothing can ever prepare you for

Four rounds of burning hell...

Pray tell,, What do I speak of.

All jokes aside

This is Suicide. 

 

How much longer can I refrain?

Or figure out how to reframe

This hell I call my reality?

When your dreams go up in flames

When the horrors you cannot tame

Consumer your life, your mind, your soul

Behold

I am a  prisoner, pleading in vain.

I soon grow weary from the strain.

I cannot win.. Do I even want to try?

Not really. It's all futile.

I won't even bother to lie

Or try to beguile

Myself 

Into thinking that this inferno will end

To endure till the end 

No.. I just want the pain to stop

The scars to heal

Most of all I want my soul to be free

Free to be me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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