Images flashing before my eyes,
Harsh words ringing in my ears,
Why are they constantly arguing?
They are causing all my fears...
Death so easy to grasp,
But yet so hard to achieve,
Sometimes I just lay here,
Not wanting to breathe...
I am listening to my own advice:
Don't do anything you wont be able to regret tomorrow,
But it's so damn hard to forget past and sorrow...
