Trailing back to no where

by Smeagol   Jun 30, 2005


Bringing me down. i cant get up..
lonely thoughts end in cuts...
Grab my razor add a dull twist..
Slit it slowly across my wrist.

Sitting there watching me bleed....
Thoughts one by one just wont leave.
whats gonna happen when i totally drain?......
is this the worst is there more pain?

praying to god my last lonely hours.
lying naked in the shower...

stillborn songs of a dreamer...
hymns of a needle freak....

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