there's a weapon
an object
that could become a source
of self destruction
in a matter of seconds
damage can be done
a sort of fate that can not be removed
a battle that can not be won
will it ease the pain
if I give into this
or will it be a waste
just a bunch of bullshit
in a matter of seconds
will the pain be gone
or will I still have to live with
all that I've done all wrong
when I look in the mirror
I hate who I see
there is no one I hate
more than me
and if I give in
I will hate myself more
and the cycle will continue
just like every time before
maybe it's time
I breathe my last breath
and look into the eyes
of my temptation of death
maybe it's wrong
or maybe it's right
or maybe, just maybe
you can save my life
this is beautiful - very realistic and truthful representation of the subject. the rhyming is near on perfect. well done.
I can sooo relate. I like this one the best but all ur other work is great too.