No cure for this kind of pain

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I could grab the knife

I could end my life

but why bother

would it even really matter?



I could grab the razorblade

cut until my scars won't fade

but why waste my time

Would it really clear my mind?



I could scream so loud in your ear

scream so everyone could hear

but why do that today

would it really take my pain away?



I could cry like never before

and I could wonder what to live for

but why do I torture myself like this

would it really resolve my shit?



I guess nothing can take away the pain

so my tears will mix up with the rain

always pouring down in down pour

until I break and can't take it anymore



I wonder why I even bother

what does it even matter?

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teresa_r's picture

I can really relate i am feeling this way alot lately its like whats the use i love your poems.

pamschwetz's picture

For some reason this reminds me of the title of an album I think it was John Cougar Mellencamp but could be wrong...it was called Nothing Matters and What if It Did?
That is what this one makes me think of...interesting feelings shared here....Pam