Poem: I can't. Oh, but I can!

Congratulations, you finally get a look into my mind when it's depressed.
I won't tell you why, but I will tell you that I was contemplating suicide. I wrote down my internal struggle.

I can’t. Oh, but I can! – Asha

I can’t.

Oh, but I can!

I shouldn’t.

But who’s to say I shan’t?

I don’t want to.

But it’s the only way.

I really don’t want to.

But I despise the pain.

No more hurt.

No more “why?”

No more tears.

One more good-bye.

Mine.

Right? Wrong?

On the outside I’m strong.

But inside my optimism is shattered.

Broken down, my pieces lay scattered.

No fix, no cure,

No glue for a heart, no doubt.

Just time, more time,

But mine’s decidedly run out.

The hourglass’s hum softens

The sand is almost gone.

Wonder what it will be like

Seeing my last dawn.

“Such a shame” they will say.

“So young” they will chant.

I can’t.              

Oh, but I can!

I won’t.

But who’s to say I shan’t?

*NOTE: This was written last year. I am not depressed or contemplating suicide. I'm completely happy(: