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by Schaeffer May 25, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The sidewalk was stained,Stained blood redThoughts of impending doomFilled my head.The life that was taken,It wasn't by chance.It was cruelly stolenAnd life ended its dance.Ive wanted to dieFor around two years.Now seeing this sightBrought back the tears.The tears from the painOf the cloak I wear,Of the darkness it holdsI can no longer bear.When looking downAt the sight below,I began to rememberWhen my emotions ran low.I remembered the dayWhen I picked up the knife,The day when all I wantedWas to end my life.Well, my life didn't end,Not on that day,Although I still may end it,At least in some way.I cant waitFor this life to be through.Its too big of a biteI can no longer chew.Its too heavy a cloakI can no longer wear.Too heavy a burdenI can no longer bear.My life will not end,Not soon I'm afraid.I just wishMy debt of life was already paid.