My Sweet Suicide III

I wish that I could leave it all behind,
Cause I'm so f u c k i n g sick and tired
Of being alone and always screaming,
Inside my heart is forever bleeding.

You don't understand how much life hurts,
The tears I drown in from those ever harsh words,
And I smile as my flesh is cut open from the blades,
Hoping to dig deep enough so that my face will fade.

I wish that I could turn back the hands of time,
Maybe I could laugh and have a true smile,
Forever I am suffocating in the dark,
Shattered is my eternally blackened heart.

Falling to the floor; too weak enough to stand,
I am reaching so desperately for Death's cold hand,
My burned up soul and f u c k e d up mind,
Everything within has gradually died...

And now, finally, so have I,
Thanks to my Sweet Suicide.

(c) by Bella Schilling#
1st November 2005