I hear voices saying load my gun
and i hear voices saying don't load my gun...
Cutting is my counseling
my only way of life...
Another written suicide
Just a wasted little note...
Sunglasses hide tear stained cheeks,
Impressions in our hearts last for weeks...
In my life, I must admit
I have said some mean things...
There she sits so helpless
Just waiting for that special day...
I am death
I am sin...
This Isn't Even Close To My Suicide Note
I've given up on life and love and all I held dear...
Cutting is my counseling
my only way of life...
The cries of war
screams of men...
All of the things that you said
Are still stuck in side my head...
A lonely night a desperate cry
i sit in my room and try...