Stab Me

Fucked up 24/7 withouta care in the world..
Break me down let me be and rot..
Just stab me in my dead heart,
leave me to bleed here on this very remote spot..
No one will ever find me nor would they even attempt to that is,
why do i strive so hard to be loved..
                                    or is it that i know no other way to feel worth anything,
even the slightest of being kept alive..
Free everything it seems..
                         but why does it hurt so bad to receive..
Because i know it is wrong and that only a loser of such low standards would do so..
Stab me so hard that it knocks the last breath i have right the fuck out of me..
But make it hurt,
just so i can feel what being alive really feels like..
even if only for a second,
at least i can say i lived once to myself..
as i watch my dead body burried right before me,
the reapers bony hands pierced my shoulder..
And i disappeared forever..