Hoping for the end

Racing hearts
holding self control
trying to find
there long lost souls

dying from
the weakened heart
baring to fix it
minds torn apart

cemetery's full
of suicide cutters
people believing
things cant get better

doubting themselves
dreams all broken
finding ways
to find a door to be opened

to the end of there life's
and thats all that they wish
holding there knifes
trying to make a finish

wishing to be
in that 6 feet deep hole
drowning and suffocating
from all the lies they've hold