I wish the world <br />was a million miles away, <br />and would leave me alone. <br />In loneliness, I feel someone. <br />While in a crowd a tiny dot. <br />I do not want to be <br />in this world anymore. <br /> <br />Somewhere out there <br />is a six-foot hole. <br />If they let me, <br />I would bury myself in there. <br />However, the world will not let me, <br />they want me, <br />to be strong and carry on. <br /> <br />My body is too tired, <br />too many aches in my limbs. <br />My happy words are running out, <br />a pennant for passed sins. <br />Just let me go I plead. <br />I have nothing left, <br />let it be the end of me.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/let-it-be-7/
