Deep down, I care for you,
But I’d never say. (Keep the peace).
I’m here, broken,
And refusing, to cry for help,
Or deliverance.
Not shouting, crying, or screaming, I’m bleeding,
Trying to stay strong,
Willing myself to live on.
I wish, I told you so,
I pray to somehow let you know,
I’d write it with my blood,
If I was so sure that I should.
I’ve tried to get back up,
But it was no use. (Wasting time)
Head on a stone,
And light’s fading, it wont be long,
I’ll be gone.
I’m not scared, or aware, don’t care, I’ll get there,
Giving up easily,
Praying for death to come quickly.
But, I wish, I told you so,
I pray to somehow let you know,
I’d write it with my blood,
If I was so sure that I should.
I’m not convinced I ought to.
I think I should’ve told you.
I wish, I told you so,
I pray to somehow let you know,
I’d write it with my blood,
If I was so sure that I should.
Choking, head submerged in red,
Drowning, in my own regret,
I’d cry for a tourniquet,
If I wished to live yet.
I should’ve said.
Before I dropped down…
