Easy To Die

So easy to die,
But so hard to live.
Wonder if this existence,
Is really worth it.

I cry in the arms,
Of an early grave.
I only wanted love,
But instead rejection came.

I can love no other,
Because I do not love myself.
Zero self confidence,
Zero self love.

No self respect,
The cause of my death.
The past the ink,
On my death certificate.

Christopher Wellbelove
9 February 1990