Laying on this bathroom floor
all the pain, i am wounded i can't recover
Trying my hardest to breath
gasping for air
How is this happening to me
it was so quick
I'm sick of getting hurt, my heart can't take it anymore
iv fallen to the floor
laying upon this cold tile
how can i continue pretending that everything is okay
Tears are starting to show threw, my smiles are starting to quickly fade away
what else can i do.
Its almost like having a bad flu
who knew that my pain would turn into wounds, who new i wouldn't recover
why is it so hard to breath. My head rest's again the cold tile floor and forever it shall remain, starting to scream, i am one lost teen, please just take me away why is this world so mean, i fean for another life, please just give me a knife, is it love or is it lust i don't know but taking my life is a must.
Now her she goes with her first, smashing the mirror, the pieces drop down onto the floor, she ends her life right there with no second thought of continuing to live this life.
