White Flag

It's a long road for an old soul Battling with their own mind I don't know when I'll go How do they know it's before my time? I'm living on the edge between bad and worse Wondering who would find my body first Hiding by the wall, tired of it all Feeling sick and feeling small Wondering when this pain will end And I can be myself again They assume if I'm breathing it can't be that bad They choose to ignore the only signs they ever had It's cold out and right now I don't know how much more I can tolerate They say it should be easy But every little thing is killing me I'm living on the edge between bad and worse Wondering who would find my body first Hiding by the wall, tired of it all Feeling sick and feeling small Wondering when this pain will end And I can be myself again They assume if I'm breathing it can't be that bad They choose to ignore the only signs they ever had Just pick up the pieces, it's not broken just bleeding Is it real or is it art, this mosaic of my heart? It's been so many years since I dipped my toes over the edge Clenching a bloody fist, praying for the end I stood there, white flag in hand They chose to ignore the only signs they ever had