All of the things that hurt me
have stopped and gone away...

Hell is all around me
no longer can i breathe...

She looked so distaught
Crying in the dark...

Death will be my release
From this hell that you call home...

I look in the mirror
I long to see more...

While looking at her
He doesn't know...

I start to cry
Why live my life...

Lonely clouds surround my blurred image
When I turn I have nothing but my shadow...

They asked her what was wrong as she went up the...
She said nothing it's fine while she held back her...

The only things worth living for can be taken away...
The major things that bring me down are memories...

Pain that's dealt
Emotionally felt...

The death of me will be sweet
Though it is a selfish suicide...