Claimed

Claimed

A Poem by Becca

I don't wish to be claimed.
I wish to claim death.
Stop trying to love me.
Stop trying to guilt me.
I wish my death upon me sooner.
I don't wish to hurt any longer.
Dear death,
Claim me.
Claim me before everyone else can.
My death is what i long for.
My death is what needs to come.
All this pain,
This heartache and disappointment,
It needs to go away sooner.
I give up my life.
I gave up my love.
I wish no one knew i existed.
I wish it all would claim an end.
That is the only claim i want.
A claim of death and darkness.
An endless slumber.
Please give that to me.
I wish to not be claimed,
But claimed by death.
I give you my hand,
Now take my life.

© 2015 Becca


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Added on January 28, 2015
Last Updated on February 8, 2015

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Becca
Becca

Rochester, NY



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