My Lane

All this pain, and all this stress,
It left me feeling all depressed.
I took the knife and I did press,
Against my wrists, Im such a mess.

I opened it to set her free,
But something entered in you see.
My life now continues to be,
Such a constant terror for me.

Through the night I can not now rest,
In my dreams, now nightmares do nest.
All through the night I am oppressed,
And its anly bringing more stress.

My heart seems broken,
My soul seems broken,
My will seems broken,
So to you this is my token.

I thought all this would ease my pain,
But now its driving me insane.
So please relize its all in vain,
Please dont travel down this lane.