The Subtle Art

Already knew at the age of 5 That death would be better than this I leaned over the edge Drawn to the beauty of air Dad pulled me back I was 9 when I was reminded The only true peace Is found in the void Contemplating my own mortality From reality I'd rather avoid And it's only gone downhill from there With the lies, betrayal, and the pain For me Since the age of 14 Would rise time and again Suicidality Now I am dead And just waiting for death My final betrayer It is my own body It is still fighting for breath This is an Ode to Mark Manson His book title includes a curse I have a different perspective Cuz I lived life in reverse