My head hurts
My heart pounds...

I sit down on the edge of my bed
Tears flowing down my face...

You say quitting's easy
But you'll never know...

I hate myself
I wish I wasn't here...

Contemplating suicide
Looking for a release...

You were my first love
Now that is true...

The bobbles
The red bobbles of blood...

Untitled
The beauty of a rose in spring...

A notebook laying open
On the edge of an old wooden table...

What once was
Now Feels like 100 years ago...

Contemplating suicide
Looking for a relief...

The bobbles of blood
The red bobbles of blood...