Don't Worry, I'll Be Fine

Don't Worry, I'll Be Fine

A Poem by Blake Q Hatfield
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Sometimes life or death is not the issue, but life itself

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Come here and gather round
Baby I don't wanna lie
I tell you this because you worry
I don't wanna die


So don't come here and tell all your friends
That I am ready to take things to the end
I am hurt and becoming slightly hollow
And my rants are so much harder to follow
But it's ok, it's alright
I'll make it through another night
The time for death is not near


And I don't want you to say
That I shouldn't be this way
I want help or at least a warm hug
I want some comfort and an understanding love
Nothing complex and carnal
Just someone to care and be there
Someone who won't dump upon me
Or think of me as a mere bell boy
Taking luggage to your next hotel


And don't try to hide the knives
Like they can give me relief from this part of life
I'm not ready to go, I just want something more
I want something more pleasant and less cruel
Forget this living by the silent and harsh rules
I'd rather abide by an honorable code
Of kindness and understanding
And don't worry, all the prescriptions are gone
I won't take them, that's just wrong


And here you all are
So sure I am at my bitter end
So sure I wanna just jump
So sure I am gonna get the gun
So sure I want to say a sad goodbye
But oh how wrong you are again
I couldn't do that to you my friends
I'm lost, I'm hurt, I'm drained
But don't worry, the rope is for something else
I'd rather not hang myself


And as you read this you wonder
Am I gone, have I left myself like the stats say
What did I or did I not do
Am I safe and not so sound
Or have I gone to beg forgiveness from St Peter
I promise you, each and everyone
Not gonna kill me, never wanna die
At least not tomorrow, or a few weeks gone by
Not gonna jump, not gonna cut
No simple noose or complex pill
I don't want it to end that way
I don't need such a pathetic thrill
So don't worry the two seconds that you will
Not gonna kill me, my cup just needs a refill
Need something to focus, something more
And I promise you can sleep sound
Tomorrow you won't find me dead on the floor

© 2008 Blake Q Hatfield


Author's Note

Blake Q Hatfield
Basically, not every person who feels low or depressed will end their life. Sometimes it's just a stage one goes through when they are down or depressed. It's okay to feel emotion, to feel like you're at the end, but it doesn't mean that you are going to kill yourself. Sometimes people see saymptoms of depression and automatically asumme the worse, and instead of trying to focus away from the negative, they only fuel the negativity by being over dramatic or even cruel. The light of day is the only thing that ends the night, and you have to go through the night to get to it.

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Yes I'm going through that stange at the moment check out some of my poems!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Blake Q Hatfield
Blake Q Hatfield

Philadelphia, PA



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I began writing back in '94 and I've been in love with it ever since. Music has a big influence on how I write, and what topics I choose to write about. I like to write a clever piece every now and th.. more..

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