Dysthymia

Kill me to cure me.

Kill me to cure me,

Kill me to live.

Kill me with honor.

Happiness you'll give.

 

My soul has left

But its not lost

My soul in heaven

Death is the only cost

 

I know what im doing

Im not impaired

I know what im doing

No need to be scared

 

Do this for me

You'll do it if you cared

Do this for me

And ill finally be repaired

Comments2

  • Lorna

    Awwwwwww - such a sad write - very poignant....

  • Resa71

    So direct, and sad.
    Good writing ✍️
    Resa.



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