Suicide Pills

The glass of pills is in my hand
I have made up my mind
I don't think that you'll understand
but I got nothing to leave behind

I take one pill and a few more
and think of what you have done
7 pills 8 pills, now I get what I longed for
I no longer have to run

I feel it in my body, I start to shake
I'm waisting away
my last counting was 28
so I take 5 more and start to pray

I feel sick, I know Ill die
I cant wait to be free
no more living on a lie
this is whats best for me

Please don't cry, stop your tears
this is what I want, its okay
death will end all of my fears
and I will safe your day

You did this, you messed up my head
all those times I trusted you
but no more, cause tomorrow Ill be dead
and you can do whatever you want to do

I take a few more behind your back
as you said you called the police
but nothing can make up for what you lack
let me die, I'm begging you please

I wasn't suppose to live
but you let them take me away
what can I offer, I have nothing to give
so now Ill let you pay

4 days where you left me alone
for trying to safe your life and happiness
and after I came home
I'm still messed up in this sadness

Do you think it'll just pass like that
that Ill forget what you did
then I'm sorry for being sad
but you've torn me apart bit by bit.

*This is a true story, my boyfriend found me and called the police*

Copyright 2005 - Sabrina Stelmach