My rusted blade
not getting me anywhere
yet i come back to it
like a craving
a twisted addiction
the only thing left to be done.
Digging deeper into my flesh
Loosing more blood every time.
I still seem to carry on breathing
my gun lost its bullets
i was cut from rope
awakened from an overdose of believable happiness
i was so close
i never wanted to start over
somebody kill me
why cant i die
i cant stay here forever
it's the wish to fade away
sending me insane.
But the thought of having to live,
is the purpose of my depression
pulling on the trigger
of my empty gun
make my bullets reappear
this pain caused by the
missing will to live.
A box of pills wont send me to sleep,
and neither will the lack of blood
too many failed attempts
i need to rest.
Somebody kill me
Why wont i die.
This blade hitting my vain again
but I'm still here,
I never wanted to start over
I don't want another chance
I can stay here forever
I've given up on me
Somebody kill me
Just let me die.
