I Tell Myself that I want to Die
Sometimes I think to myself,
I feel frustrated and I say to myself,
in my minds eye that I want to die
It’s an expression of frustration
It’s not meant as a literal conception
Death will come soon enough in our lives.
Why hasten the date of our demise?
I want to be young and healthy and thrive.
I have to be happy energetic and alive.
Frustration sets in and I don’t want to die
But I tell myself that
in an expression contrived
To express what I feel
And the passion inside.
I tell myself that I want to die.
Perhaps it’s a sign of mental decline
Of illness or a scar from another time
But seasons have changed
And my mind rearranged
And the depth of frustration has faded.
So I don’t really feel so inclined.
Yet I say that I want to subside.