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by Kathrynn May 11, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I go to my secret hiding place Upstairs in my room I take out the shiny, razor blades Prepared to meet my doom I know all of the rules I know which way to make the cut To keep the lights turned off Or else keep my eyes tightly shut So I can't see the beautiful crimson That gorgeous ruby red flood I might second guess my decision If I looked at all that blood But, maybe I won't do it that way Maybe I'll take a lot of pills Then I'll lie down and wait Till my vitals all stand still Or, maybe I'll buy a gun And point it at my heart One pull of the trigger And from this life I will depart No, I'll find a rope instead Cause I can get a rope for free Then I'll take it into the woods And hang myself from a tree No, that's it- I've made my decision I'm gonna jump from way up high I'll dive and land head first And surely I will die If you'll excuse me- I must go now I've got a note to write Saying 'Good-bye' to those I live That I'm sorry I quit the fight I really must be on my way The glimmer is in sight It's at the end of a long, dark road I can see a beautiful, bright, shining light....
by Kevin
its so sad that many ppl feel this way