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by Ally Sep 16, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
My health is slipping, I'm going to die. I'm losing control, And flying high. There are things, You don't know. I want to tell you, But what it is, you hate it so. It hurts so much, I can't take anymore. Please help me, I've become so sore. My control is breaking, It's gone away. And what I need, Isn't here to stay. I'm crying, Lying here. I need you, But you're not near. I want to cut, And watch it bleed. I need your help, But you don't see. I watch the blood, Run down my wrists. All I ask, Is one last kiss. Take a gun, And shoot me down. End my life, I won't make a sound. Please help me, All I need is you. Please help me, I love you.