Before i go...

The depression, the pain,
The hurt in my eyes,
Carved on my wrists,
Carved on my thighs,

My glazed over heart,
And the ache in my bones,
Remind me every day,
Of how I'm alone,

My body is cold,
And I will never be warm,
Inside of my soul,
A demon is born,

It taunts me with hunger,
Holds in my pain,
Singing a hurtful tune,
Always to remain,

Won't let me escape.
Or loosen its hold,
This noose around my neck,
Begins my story untold,

I tie it to the ceiling,
From inside of my closet,
Stale blood in the sink,
Water drips from the faucet,

I count down my seconds,
And my last couple breaths,
Before I let go of it all,
And lay my body to rest,

I don't want a funeral,
So they can pretend they'd remember,
I just want to go,
On this cold day in September,

I don't want a gravestone,
So that they can pay their respect,
To the girl they never saw,
The girl they choose to neglect,

I don't want "Rest in Peace,"
Engraved on some stone,
No words to describe who I was,
I'd rather they leave it alone,

I want to leave here with comfort,
Leave behind the feeling of hurt,
Before they put me in that casket,
And bury me in the dirt.