lost will

suicidal thoughts

death isnt my dearest you know ,
but i dont mind if i wont see the world tomorrow ,
sleep is an escape ,
trap that always gets me wrapped.

though i miss my love ,
i am still not tough enough ,
to fight day and night ,
afterall i am no knight ?

the world thinks of us as naive ,
wanting to hide in the shadows ,
but they dont know how much we have tried..
fighting those that peirce our hearts....those arrows ,

they didnt fight for me ,
all alone vulnerable on a battle feild ,
sitting under the shade of a tree ,
the branches can hang me ,
creating a defense for thee and wield....