Suicide is just another word for free ride.
a girl who no longer felt,
and came to the point that the couldn't have dealt,
took that ride,
and felt as if she was dead on the inside.
and it got to the point that all she did was lied.
She lied to herself and lied to others,
She even lied to her own mother.
Every night, EVERY NIGHT,
she couldn't take no more,
her mind was racing and her heart was torn.
She was always fighting with her father,
and wished that she wasn't his daughter,
Constantly she was locked away in her room and all she tough of was darkness and gloom.
She asked herself why,
Why she would do this?
She thought if she was gone she wouldn't be missed.
her choice instead of going to a friend was to punish herself and for it to all end.
That was a very horrible time,
She was so scared and was so blind.
She found oh so sharp razor blade in the bathroom cabinet,
she did even though she was afraid. but she no longer cared she lost all her fears, she looks back on the laughter but now looks at the tears, the fighting the anguish the hate and the pain,
but now shes all woozy from her bleeding veins.
she made not a sound not even a peep, she went into a peaceful eternal sleep.
