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Please Set Me On fire

The day I die is the day I come alive. I feel like I’m standing outside my body, can you please set me on fire so that I know I’m alive? And after I’ll sing myself a lullaby so I can rest in peace because now that you proved I’m alive, I don’t wanna be here anymore. I’ve spent so much time trying to figure out what it is that you want from me and I finally realized I’ll never reach your expectations. This is the beginning of the end and now my tears fall like rain, my wrists bleed like a river. I’m locking myself away from everyone now, behind a brick wall, behind an electric fence I lay in pieces as cold as stone…. I can’t go on living trying to meet something that I don’t even think you’ve met……



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