"I don't know.."

I don't know how to reach the light,
When hope is out of my sight.

I don't know why I want you in my life
When all I want is to cut my wrists with a knife.

I don't know why I fall asleep and wish for a better day,
When I don't want to wake up next morning in any way.

I don't know why I push away the people who care,
When I want them to be with me right here.

I don't know why but I think I'm going insane,
When I feel like I can keep myself sane through out the pain.

Death

Death fascinates me.
There are so many unusual things that I see.
I see Death waiting for me outside the balcony,
I guess it knows that I'm unhappy.
But still it is smiling at me like an old friend,
Offering me it's pale cold hand,
Asking me to go on an adventure unknown,
Leaving everything and everyone behind on their own.

Imagine

Imagine being called "guilty"

for the things you've never done.

Imagine being prisioned and haunted

by the voices inside your head and the four walls.

Imagine the society and media shaming you

for something that never happened

and is not a single bit true.

Imagine having a life

where you feel like being dead is better.