The thought of suicide is a subject many people...
Ive put alot of thought into this subject as I've...

Roses are red,
Violets are blue...

Everyone knows that cutting is a release,
Everytime your mind is clouded...

Walking into the shop,
The smell of disinfectant...

Face battered and torn as I lay,
In the puddle of blood where you left me...

When you're standing n the darkness,
Nothing seems viable only hate...

Staring into the darkness
Thinking about all the wrong done to me...

It takes a heap of human emotions
to open up our eyes...

Only 14 days to go
your nearly here...

I'm going to be a father again,
Such a feeing...