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by laura Aug 7, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I just want to give up To end all the pain I’m weak and tired So hard to move You kick me while I’m down Never able to get up The excruciating pain inside me Is latched on like a leech Weak, tired, cold All signs of agony Nobody saw it And soon every one will I’ll be no more With no regrets To anyone or anything To the world that I lived in I’m slitting my wrists For all to see The pain’s almost gone I breath my last