Why Go?

poem i wrote in the wake of seperation

My mother tells me to perservere
If she understood i need outta here
gained so much, lost so many
friends arent even worth a penny
feel i need a new love everyday
what is love anyway
so empty so distorted so young so cold
my mother tells me
"dont give up, son be bold"
is it worth it today if i were to kill
just one slice, just for the thrill
no pain no gain
insnt that what they say
yet i get no remorse for the scars
mother has shed more than one tear
no more need to perservere
she doesnt care if im dead or alive
i just need myself to live and thrive
kill myself is what id do
if i wasnt on earth to comfort you