Choices

by x0xTaKeMeAwAyx0x   Aug 4, 2005


Here i sit,
as i cry my last tears,
With a razor blade in my hand
I'll soon erase all of my fears.

As i dig this blade a little deeper
soon to hit my vein,
I don't feel anything at all
nothing, not even pain.

My life is soon to be over,
but i really don't care,
i wont suffer anymore,
because soon i wont be there.

But I'm sorry i hurt you,
and I'm sorry i made you cry,
this was my choice,
the choice i made was to die.

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