It's 1 AM

February 22, 2017
By , Simms, TX

It's 1 a.m. and I want to die,
I sit here dreary and heave a sorrowful sigh,
No razor, no pill
Just a dying will.

It's 1 a.m. and I wish to stop breathing,
My horrid thoughts grab onto me seething.
My thoughts will spill into my psyche
And my whole body cries out just to spite me.

It's 1 a.m. and my heart feels heavy,
Someone please, just simply help me.
My heart's going to crush my ribs,
And right now, I don't want to live

It's 1 a.m. and my life seems pointless,
I'll lay here and feel so voiceless.
If I were to die tonight,
Nothing would've been worth the fight.

It's 1 a.m. and I'm scared & alone.
My heart has turned itself to stone.
Where did all my innocence go?
How did I end up on this road?

It's 1 a.m. and the world feels dead,
Voices nonchalantly conversate in my head.
My friends are all asleep,
From them I hear not a peep.

It's 1 a.m. and
I want to

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