Suicide...the most word used,
Up inside my brain,
Only way out,
Of this everlasting pain,
How many people commit it,
With a gun or a rope?
Maybe bleed to death...
When they have no hope??
Well my heart is in pain...
And im bruised to the bone...
Wrung and hung out dry...
To sting in the wind all alone,
When the sun is gone...
And the moon the only light,
I stare up at the stars...
And I hope to die tonight,
Broken up from a bad relationship,
Seems a lesson ive had to learn...
Suicide used to seem crazy,
Until now...For now it is my turn.
