To be ...

'' To be or not to be''

 - William Shakespeare, Hamlet.

Is the question that bothers me.

I prefer not to be.

Hope some shows sympathy.

I thirst for acceptance constantly.

I desire love continually.

No one can I see

who will be my companion in sorrow or glee.

Oh God I pray to thee

from this wretched life set me free.

Every single day on earth seems to be eternity.

Do this just for me

since I am your devotee.

I beg you to hear my plea.

My future I foresee.

It is dark and dreary.

From existence I want to flee.

May this day be the end of me.





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