Can you see the tears falling down my face,
which are full of pain, misery, and suffering.
Can you see the blood flowing from my wrists,
which is being forced out by the blade in my hand.
Can you see the look of sorrow in my eyes,
which shines so brightly everyday.
Suicide is always on my mind and at the tips of my fingers,
the power of it so Strong it's weakening me slowly.
There's nothing stopping me ending my life,
no friends, no family, nothing to live for.
I could fly with the angels in the heavens,
never feeling any unhappiness in my life.
So with one swift cut I'll take my life,
ending this misery which is my life.
Leaving my body lying dead on the floor,
to go with the angels into the sky.
Never looking back on th decision I made,
never wondering if I should have stayed alive.
So when they find my body on the floor,
there will be no tears running down my face.
The look of sorrow is no longer in my eyes,
for the angels have taken me to my wonderland.
Now I smile everyday when I'm flying around,
because my life has now become worth living.
