Terrible thoughts
plague my mind
the happiness i sought
is no where to find
And inside I'm dead
no feeling but cold
Ive stepped my last tread
its easy Ive been told
to just pick up a knife
and put it to my arm
to take away my life
and turn anger to calm
then lie down and sleep
until I'm tired no more
No more longing to weep
I'm not in pain anymore
