A piece of me

Doesn't want to live.

A piece of me

Has been ready to go.

A piece of me

Is so lost into space

That I don't know how to live.

.

There's always an option

To venture into traffic.

There is an option

To just let it all go.

There is an option

That leaves me six feet under

The lovely ground

Without a sound.

.

A part of me

Has been waiting for years

To just give up

And jump into the void.

This piece of me

Is more than overwhelming,

Consuming all my thoughts.

.

There is a loneliness

Etched deep within my skin.

There is a loneliness

Crushing all my bones.

There is a part of me

Who lives in conversations

Dead and gone.

I'm so alone.

.

There is a second

In each and every day

That asks me gently

If I could just let go.

In all these moments

I could face my biggest fear

To just go home.

To just go home.

.

Please take me home.