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by Marie Lana Mar 2, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
My head is pounding And my throat is sore I’ve been crying so hard I can not take this anymore My leg is trembling, a side affect From the medication they gave me It’s no use trying to explain That nothing but death can save me With no where to go And no where to hide I hold myself, shaking Dreaming of suicide A picture of the two of us I hold And a blade clenched between my fingers Trying desperately to make it stop But the agony still lingers I am alone in this world My scars scream out my despair My body starved and bleeding The blood pouring everywhere And I’m wondering How the hell I can live I can not take this I just want it over with I turn my arm over I’ve studied and researched with care So I know how to do it right The blade hovers above my skin, so white and fair Just one more slice Suicide now, not self harm The blade goes swiftly across The blood trails down my arm I close my eyes Waiting to fade to black I am fully aware that once I do, I won’t ever be coming back.