Stab me with your rusty knives <br />I don't care <br />I've given up my quest for acceptance <br />Left my dream of peace <br /> <br />Cut me all your evil mind wants <br />I beg you to let me die <br /> <br />I want to lie here on the floor <br />Bleed to nothingness in the night <br />Perhaps then my soul will fly <br /> <br />Unite with the wind and muggy air <br />Feel the warmth of joy's arms <br /> <br />So do what you want to my useless heart <br />Chop me to pieces or burn me alive <br /> <br />If death is my only way to salvation <br />Then I want to open the darkened door now.<br /><br />Deana Rode<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/1998-depression/
