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by this is only the beggining Mar 1, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
There are handcuffs on my hands And shackles on my feet I can't take the pain So i just accept defeat I here the nurses screaming On this stretcher as I cry I don't understand Why they can't just let me die My life flashes before my eyes so tearful The look upon my face horrid and fearful I pull and tug trying to break free I don't know whats come over me A slit upon the wrist Just a little to deep That would end it all I'd fall into a forever peaceful sleep No more pain Yea that would be the life It could all come true With just a simple knife (if you read please comment i know it ain't my best work but i'd appreciate it)