Suicidal

Suicidal thoughts running through my head.
You don't know how many times I wished I were dead.
Depriving my body of what I need to survive.
All because of how I feel inside.
I wont feel better till I'm dead.
Put a bullet in my head.
Slit my wrists until you see.
The blood on the floor surrounding me.
Hang myself with a tightly bound rope.
Till you see I have no hope.
Take all the pills inside your purse.
Until I'm in a small black hertz.
Drive my car into a tree.
Until theres nothing left of me.