My Last Bad Day

by Shannon   Aug 13, 2005


Another bad day,
I have to make the pain go away.
I take out my best friend,
And decide this is the end.
I won’t take their crap anymore,
I’ve been through this many times before.
They act like they care,
But when I really need them they aren’t there.
So now I take out this knife,
To end my life.
As I go in deep,
I start to see you weep.
I’m so sorry I forgot about you,
There is no saving me now, but you are welcome to come too.
You might as well,
I know your life has been hell.
I know you’re not afraid to die,
And if you come now you won’t have to cry.
So come join me,
And we will both be set free.

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