No one to save me

No one to hold me again
even though it was when
I needed it the most
before i became a ghost

No one there to stop me
from finally setting myself free
to a much easier and painless life
looking down the blade of a knife

No one there to save me
from the dangerous things I see
haunting every thought inside
just along for the dread full ride

No on there to even care
about the things I cannot bare
waking up each and every day
the pain would not go away

No one there to give hope
for everything I cannot cope
my mind makes me a slave
not able to be brave

No ones ever stuck around
to see where I am bound
maybe one mite someday believe
and stay here instead of leave