Trade your life.

Imagine, a life with no worries. A life where you’re free, free from the pain.

Welcome to a life where you’re trapped, trapped the body you wish wasn’t yours.

Stuck with insecure soul you own, the face your parents loved so dearly.

If you could would you trade your life for death? 

Banish your precious memories, destroy the gift.

You feel hopeless, trying to grab every bit of love you can get. 

Every little word you spoke, you now regret.

Being that weak you have to cut your veins, bricks piling you down till you no longer feel pain, 

If you traded your life, would it go away?