They say suicide is for the weak,
but what if the future looks bleak?
Life is not a right, or a privilege either, and finding a good one these days is almost impossible.
Hope is what we all lack, we can no longer fight back, the days are getting colder, and we're only getting older. Waiting alone, in the dark, in the hope that we might see a spark or something that will set us free, show me the light! Let me be!
Take me away from this place, back, back to the days that were full of bliss, when life was no where near like this, SHOW ME THE WAY!
Why do things have to change??!!
All my life does is re-arrange!!!
It's not about love or money,
it's about war, cause life these days doesn't seem fun anymore!
You want to get close, but you can't let go, you cant open up cause your a sick soul, your will is lost, the blood has been cleaned, no one can see, what your life could have meant.
What purpose do I serve?
What life should I lead?
So many questions,
so little time,
so much to say,
so little to rhyme,
what is the point? I no longer see these days are so dark; it's just so hard too see.
To live,
To breathe,
to die,
to deceive,
to lie,
to fight,
to choose your way,
to win
to lose,
to see dismay.
Life is full of depression; I don't see the point, why not just slit and get it over with?
All the yelling,
the screaming,
the fighting,
the names,
the losing,
the winning,
just playing these games,
It hurts to see how bad life can be,
especially when it�¢??s me!
Just 4 little words that I'd like to say, Just 4 little things that WONT bring dismay;
Good bye cruel world, may your days be restful, but with man kind they're bound to be test full, but you'll have to stay strong, don't show that your sad, but then again, you don't want what I had!??
this was also written 2/3 years ago, i was going through hard times, i was really down, dont judge me.
xxx
