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by midnights angel Jan 16, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Its already too late, Ive chosen my fate, Ive made a fist, And quickly slit my wrist, You could have saved me, But you didn't see, Its too late to wonder why, Now away i will fly, But I'm gone now to save you, From all that i would do, I tried to teach you my heart, Now i know that wasn't smart, It only lead to your pain, I did it all in vain, And when you find this, Know that i had a hit or miss, And that i didn't hit, Because i didn't do it, So do not fret, At least not yet, Because i will live on like i said, It will be awhile before I'm dead.