We are all going to die..why not sooner then later?

As the clock strikes eleven
I hope i make it to heaven
My life has been sour
So now this is my final hour.

I stand on the edge and close my eyes and wonder wat its like to fly ( oops...i slipped)

Love is the slowest form of suicide

My face is going to break,
My smile is so fake,
My hands start to shake,
My bloody wrists, so much at stake,
Will this be the last breathe I take.

And i wish i culd say that my death was getting closer, but with each passing day that i reach out for it, i find it pushing itself further and further away...

Everybody HATES Me..like i said..They ALL Wish I was Dead..Ill end My Life HERE and NOW.. Good-bye my Love..I wont be around..

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The love of Lucifer is only to his decendants not to his voodoo dolls.

Suicide is a way of telling God 'You can fire me, I quit.'

I close my eyes
and hold my breath
cause tonight
i wish for death