Suicide Ghost

by Amber   Jun 27, 2008


You kept me off drugs
You kept me from the bottle
You kept me from the streets
and you kept me at home.

You kept me outta your pants
and kept me from again going bad
You kept me alive
and kept me from being alone.

Once you left my past came back
the urges to drink
the urges to smoke
the urges to kill.

Once you left all disappeared
I lost all friends
I lost all hope
I lost all will.

Now that you`re gone
I have nothing to live for
no point to my life
and no reason to go on.

Now that you`re gone
I love to kill myself
the end is never near
for my life is now done.

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