My skin is growing cold
as deaths whisper is close upon my neck,
my body wont stop shaking
all i feel is deaths breath
My sickness is growing worse
my days are growing dark
my weak breaths are growing few
my life is falling apart
i just hope i soon die too
and end this life taking curse
Many before me
died of the same disease
death just take me
steal my breath away
death come closer
i can no longer stand to fight
death, free me
from my thoughts of suicide
Suck the life out of me
take control of my strife
lead me away from my screams
and let my heart wither and die
you don't know how much this means
so please death, just end my life
* if you don't understand wut I'm saying thats OK... i don't even understand*
