"It's all in your head" the voice was thinking
Her heart was breaking so much, you'd think it was sinking
Into another dimension of depression
Her boyfriend always rages in agression.
Cut wrists, blood stained bed sheets
She's always sitting there thinking "why does this happen to me?"
Her boyfriend always thinking "why does she have to do this?"
Her family are thinking "I don't want her to do this. If she goes, she'll definitely be missed."
No one wants her to go, but she's sitting alone on the bed made of wraught iron.
Day by day, she cuts herself, wanting to get out of this pathetic and cruel life.
A life she wishes she never had.
Always thinking her life is bad, her parents are mean, boyfriend is all that and in between.
Her boyfriend loves her so much he fights for her to be alive.
As does her parents.
One minute too late and she'd be gone.
"Today is the day I will go! I don't care what anyone thinks!" she says to herself.
She walks to the bathroom with a razor in her hand.
Looks behind her at the door before putting the plug in the bathtub.
Walks to the door and locks it, sits in the bathtub waiting and praying that she will go somewhere better.
A light tapping on the door with a voice screaming out her name.
She ignores her parents plea of her not to commit suicide.
She puts the blade to her throat and sticks the blade in...one minute too late, her boyfriend bashes the door down, running up to the bath tub crying.
He pulls her out of the bath, hoping she's still alive.
He checks her wrists - nothing there... looks at her throat, there is a lot of blood.
He grabs the blade, puts it to his own throat and he joins her in death and tragedy.
Again, they will meet, in the firey blazes of hell.
