Plagued

by xXLost in the Nightmare of LifeXx   May 9, 2009


Plagued with decisions
Hating every minute

Slit my wrists now.

Plagued with this shit.
Why me, this time?

Put a gun to my head.

Hurting hurting hurting,
Everyone is hurting.

Watch the blood run free.

Sorry but no,
I don't think I can do this.

Let's commit suicide.

Plagued with decisions
Waiting for it to end.

Let's die tonight.

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