5 Of My 6 Suicide Attempts

I'm looking down over Aurthur's Seat
And I pray no one finds me
For I really want this to work
I really want to die

They don't understand
Or want to see the truth
So as I lean over
I say my last goodbye

Do I really want to be found this way
Lying at the bottom
Bleeding like sheer hell
With no excuse?

Well, tough luck
That's how it's going to be
So again, I lean over
But something touches me

It's my life, my everything
And he clenches my shoulder
No words spoken
But we know exactly what we are both saying

I stare into his eyes
Filling up with tears
Like a scared child about to lose everything
What have I done to him?

So, still only the wind blowing
I climb back from the edge
And we hug each other
With two words said from me

"I'm sorry..."