I take my medicine
and try to do as my therapist says...
Maybe I’m just hopeless
Or maybe it’s just my mind...
Walking down this lonely road.
Nothing left nothing to show...
I cant eat
I cant sleep...
The gun was in her hand,
It'd be all over in just a second...
Shes home one hour late
Dreading torture she hates...
I know this poem is really long but I haven't...
I'm doing this...
The sun rises,
Yellow disguises...
God, please forgive me.
For all of my sins...
She's just an ordinary dead girl
That thinks her life's a mess...
Im always trying to run
from the things i dont wish to handle...
I've wasted yet another tear
Father, why weren't you here...