Oh sweet suicide
Come take me away...
Its like im stuck in a bad movie. .
i struggle with every breath haunted by the image...
She's crying, rushing outside that door
She have no idea from where to go...
The razor is to her wrist
the time has finally come...
I am fourteen,
And my best friend is teaching me to draw...
I feel you in the morning
When at first I awake...
I slashed my wrists to day
Oh,how close I got to my vien...
What can you do when you feel like you're hours...
How would you react and refuse to say goodbye...
** For A Contest **
Before I'm dead I must make a list...
The final breath
suck dry from my lips...
I never belonged here
My cries were always a factor of fear...
Roses are dead, violets are no more.
I wake up in the morning, I feel so sore...