Fight Until You've Lost

Just fight the urge to scream.

Fight the urge to cry.

Just keep fighting until you're home,

When you can finally say goodbye.

Fight the urge to slit your wrists

And fight the trembling in your hands.

When you get home, you can take the bottle

And swallow all that death demands.

You've tried before

(It seems a thousand times)

But this will be the last,

So there's no need to hide.

Reviews

[Bowers]

I want you to know, that Ive done this, the cutting, the pills, I have and I woke up again, wondering why I was saved.... and it still bothers me, the fact that it seemed I didn't even have the control over my own ending, my own death. but here I am, alive and well, and I wish you the same, to be alive and well, living life to the fullest, being the perfect individual! Another great write! (deep connection!)

[Oswald Chesterfield Cob..]

This poem is so sad, but yet so beautiful. I love it :) Hope to read more by you soon :)