I'm so dead with everything around, I wish i was done going through this s*** each day, I want to live or at least.... I thought so.
I'm not so sure now with my soul lingering in the wind, my pain creeping up my body, It wants out so bad, I don't know any better way to let it out, except to grab something sharp and let it out through my blood.
It feels so much better now, But this won't last long, All i long for is a new way to control my pain, As i look back at my life I realize I have nothing to gain.
I hate this life, It brings me only pain and bad memories, no matter how hard i try to think of good things, It only brings me back to bad things.
As I read what I just wrote I bow my head in shame, And start to cry and wonder why I have to live this life god chose to give me.
