Weapons For My Own Suicide*Mandz

by Mandz and Aly   Jan 25, 2007


Five items to have a perfect suicide
All five are lieing right next to my bed
I have them, I need to choose, need to decide
Because tonight is the night I want to die

First, I have the Razor Blades
So sharp, so smooth, what a clean cut they make
They seem to make all the worries fade
All the pain they seem to take

Second, the glow of orange, the Lighters
You can watch the flame burn the skin away
Makes you feel strong, like a fighter
Makes life go by day after day

Third, wrapped in a coil, a Rope
Tied around the neck, lifted above the ground
Dieing slowly, losing all hope
Seeing the lifeless body hang around

Forth, most common of all, the Knife
The weapon that is mostly used
For a person who has a life to sacrifice
The only object that is severely abused

Fifth, the last but not least, the pills
The least painful, the easiest to do
The that is guaranteed to kill
One that seems to always pull through

Weapons for my own Suicide, here they are
Now I get to choose which one
I have five, now i get to choose, break my heart
Anyone I choose, I'm going to be done

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  • 17 years ago

    by *Lost Not Forgiven*

    You have moved everything and for that i am thankful. you know that you cant keep that stuff so close. and i moved mine. keep trying, never give up. love you
    aly

  • 17 years ago

    by Courtney

    This haz rhyme in it and very deep and passionate but kinda scary that people do those things to them selves but i have friends that do that stuff and if u do that then get help