Life & Death

A knife balancing on the edge
The Edge of sanity
It teeters and totters
But in the end it has to fall
To live or die?
What a question
To die is to find solace
By taking the cowardly way out
To set my soul free
But to heaven or to hell?
To live and cry myself to sleep every night
To never being able to understand
To being alone and ostracized
Is that any better?
To hell in life
Or possible hell in death?
Which is worse?
I can’t tell anymore
All I see is tears and blood
On my wrists and in my heart





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