A Headache is a Headache

By: Krissie

A headache is a headache

From which I'd rather run

Disconnecting. Reconnecting.

Is my life all said and done.

Now nothing but a frayed cord,

Wonder why I'm so bored.

Looking at the world around,

Having nowhere to be bound

Feeling the pressure in my head

I think I'd rather be dead!

It would be a lot better than standing here.

It would be a lot better than sitting here.

Finding ones place is hard.

How long I've wanted to end it all.

Walk into the sea.

I can no longer breathe.

The red liquid holds me.

It's warm at first,

But soon it'll crust over

Dry up.

It will happen eventually.

Drowning in my own sorrows.

Staring blankly

Am I even there?

Am I even here?

Where am I even at?

As the whole world stares.

Down the rabbit hole

We're all heading.

To forget our pains and our joys

To forget it all and play with their toys

Life was once peaceful.

Life was once grand.

Life was once something more.

Now it's not.

Life is torture.

Life is struggling.

Life is hell.

Boredom will kill me eventually.

I have no interest in it at all

I'll try to stand tall.

I'll fall.

I'll hit the wall.

I'll struggle to crawl.

Where is the air?

Struggle to breathe.

Life will soon reach its end.

The type rope is sure to snap.

The scissors are sure to cut.

The knives are sure to stab.

This body is sure to decay.

Maybe than I shall be free?

Will something finally catch my interest?

A headache is a headache

From which I'd rather run.

Disconnecting. Reconnecting.

Is my life all said and done.