Death
By Stellar84

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This poem belongs to me, Emily.  All rights reserved.  Please,
no duplicating, copying, or distribution without my consent.
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     Overwhelmed by responsibility 
     And never knowing what lies ahead 
     I only wish I could end it all 
     And welcome Death’s cool embrace 

     His knowing eyes penetrate 
     And they know I wish to depart 
     But I do not have the nerve 
     To end my life, use my own hands 

     All the troubles pile up 
     And I only want to put it off 
     Shove it away, get rid of all the problems 
     But it’s not possible, they’re always there 

     It weighs me down, heavy like a burden 
     And I wish to escape, welcome him 
     Away from it all 
     Yet, what can I do? 

     People do not care what I feel. 
     I know that 
     They have said as much before 
     So what am I to do? 

     I won’t be missed, 
     For I’m always used 
     People ask, and laugh behind my back 
     Taunting, sneering. 

     It hurts too much. 
     I’d welcome the arms of Death 
     But the Lord has blessed my family with life 
     Half curse to me. 

     I will live 
     Like I’ve always lived 
     In pain, forever 
     And alone