My head is aching.
My breath is getting shorter.
I can feel my body lying limp.
I can feel my soul leaving.
I don't know why I did this.
Why my arms are bleeding.
Why am I in so much pain?
I feel like life is fading.
Like is has no meaning.
When does it become to much.
Too much to live.
That wanting to die.
When does it become apparent.
That your living a lie.
If you try to have more fun.
Then you wont crack.
Under the pressure.
Under the pain.
There will always be more to gain.