I lay down and try to sleep tonight
I pray to God, I die tonite,
If I wake by morning's light
I know then God does not exist.
Why do I have to suffer so,
By the one's who profess their love.
Pain and suffering is all I know,
At their attempts to control.
Tired and weak, I'm about to give up,
The torture does not seem to stop.
They say their justified by their love.
Why can't they just f**k right off.
Please, just let me die tonite,
I want this to end so badly now.
If you could just grant me this wish.
All I want is just alittle peace.
A.M. Belsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-die-tonite/
