Today he got me thinking…
He got me thinking about you...

I’m closing my eyes and hoping so much...
But lulled instead to a peaceful sleep, away from...

How many tries will it take
How many attempts...

Two white pills to take every day
Two white pills to keep suicide away...

Tears wont stop falling
I should have seen you that day...

*This isn't a truthful poem, I'm not going to be...
Crimson pain cascades from me...

I've had so much more than I can take
Lie down, break down, upon my bed...

I’d choke upon your insults
If you’d swallow your own pride...

This feeling held locked inside of me
Stirs each and every day...

Spluttering and choking
One pill then two...

The streets are crowded with a distant flow
Souls running, escaping from what we know...

Tears trickle down a cold lost dream
Nothing is ever as it seems...