Not finished****

Im laying in the bath
trying to stop the flowing tears
i cant control this pain
that iv felt for so many years

my eyes become heavy
from the constant crying
and my mind slowly slips
into the dreams where im dieing

ropes drenched in tears
and bloody razors with wings
my mind seems to create
the strangest of things

and as pills dance around me
a dark voice fills my head
it tells me all the reasons
that i deserve to be dead