Buildings crashing to the floor
Broken windows filled with shattered glass...
Nothing is fair
Nobody will care...
I reach for the knife,
As i sit a ponder...
Those three little words mean so much
You don't know how many times...
When one person stands alone,
It leaks into them...
When she does die
It will have been of murder...
Escape the pain is the goal
hurting less no matter the toll...
Looking out a window,
As the rain begins to fall...
Two egos are conflicting
Inside this one boy...
The dark path
Filled with anguish and hate...
I'm so hurt and so angry
My body's shaking...
Crying all night long.
Wondering what went wrong...