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by Jenipher Feb 2, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Shutting the bathroom door Getting into the tub with water over flowing to the floor Holding the knife so tight Cutting my wrists up right Now I'm lying in the bathtub dead With water all around me red Not knowing anyone was in there My mom walks in without a care Her eyes suddenly fill up with fright Screaming with all her might I know that she cant hear my voice But what i did was my own choice I do wish i would have told her i love her and goodbye Tell her its not her fault and not to cry Mommy don't worry about me I'm finally happy and set free Mommy it will be OK Getting better with each day She's calling 911 The ambulance is here now its all over and done But as the days went bye All mommy did was sleep and cry Always laying round the house Being quiet as a mouse I'm checking in on mommy, looking to see That Mommy's on the floor with a gun in her hand, now mommy set her self free Together again we are Right beside each other not far Now i can tell her i love her and not goodbye And tell her it wasn't her fault that i chose to die.