I wanted to die. By Cesar Reyes

As I lay on a million blades of grass
Blanketed by the icy wind in the dead of night
Piercing and taunting me
I slowly whispered to myself that I wanted to die
And the more that I told myself that
I kept getting reasons to live
I kept trying to figure out how emptiness can hurt
How can not feeling anything inside of you feel painful
My eyes feel drowsy and tired
But I can't seem to sleep
Dangerous thoughts, Streaks of tears
My arms stretched out like I wanted to fly
But instead I just fell to the ground
And as I lay there alone
With only paralyzing pain to keep me company
And even though death held a door open just for me
I never felt so alive