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Worse Than Dead
08/03/2004 @ 11:40am
By:
egirl

W o r s e
T h a n
D e a d


If only I could bleed to death with the pain of it
And end my suffering that I’ve been putting up with
Throughout my entire life, I would’ve never thought twice
But bled the life out of myself though knowing I’m not one of no redeeming
vice
Anywhere’s better than this and I cannot stand being any more...
My wounds run too deep for the healing , my pain is past endurance, my
Savior
Hear my prayer so inward...

Bridge:


I need salvation.I need death.But I’m too alive
Trapped in my own body, white-hot pain licking my insides
Blazing in the terrible emptiness of no you
A gaping chasm inside me where you’ve been is where I run into
Seeking forgetfulness but finding none...
The burden filling the whole of my chest will never be gone
It will never be gone...


Chorus:

It’ll get heavier till as heavy as The Cross Of The Christ
Oh you do not seek to kill me , I am to pay a higher price.
You wish to prorogue my death torturing the lifeforce out of me
With merely taking my worthless life satisfied you would never be!
Small and flightless, laying worse than dead, laying vulnerably alive
I cannot live with myself with the loss of you so raw inside...
Broken inside I live waiting to die...





If only I could bleed to death with the pain of it
And end my suffering that I’ve been putting up with
Throughout my entire life, I would’ve never thought twice
But stopped breathing for every breath is causing me pain, in a trice
I would’ve peacefully closed my eyes and slept unhurt my last sleep...
For my pain is now past endurance, my wounds run too deep
my Savior, life is too steep...


Bridge:


I need salvation.I need death.But I’m too alive
Trapped in my own body, white-hot pain licking my insides
Blazing in the terrible emptiness of no you
A gaping chasm inside me where you’ve been is where I run into
Seeking forgetfulness but finding none...
The burden filling the whole of my chest will never be gone
It will never be gone...


Chorus:

It’ll get heavier till as heavy as The Cross Of The Christ
Oh you do not seek to kill me , I am to pay a higher price.
You wish to prorogue my death torturing the lifeforce out of me
With merely taking my worthless life satisfied you would never be!
Small and flightless, laying worse than dead, laying vulnerably alive
I cannot live with myself with the loss of you so raw inside...
Broken inside I live waiting to die...


Chorus:

It’ll get heavier till as heavy as The Cross Of The Christ
Oh you do not seek to kill me , I am to pay a higher price.
You wish to prorogue my death torturing the lifeforce out of me
With merely taking my worthless life satisfied you would never be!
Small and flightless, laying worse than dead, laying vulnerably alive
I cannot live with myself with the loss of you so raw inside...
Broken inside I live waiting to die...



 
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