I'm on the edge of breaking down,
I'm slowly, slowly dying.
My sister wont leave me alone,
And my parents caught me lying.
So here I am laying down,
I say a little prayer,
Lord help my hell of a life,
Help me not go there.
My life is so messed up right now,
If only I knew what to do…
I take my writings in my hands,
And slowly tear them in two.
Yes, I did the thing that hurts me most,
My passion is now in shreds,
I feel so alone here,
Sitting on my bed.
My pain slowly starts to show,
As tears roll down my face.
I quietly start to choke; for around my neck,
Is invisible, deadly lace.
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 6:53 PM UTC
I'm on the edge of breaking down,
I'm slowly, slowly dying.
My sister wont leave me alone,
And my parents caught me lying.
So here I am laying down,
I say a little prayer,
Lord help my hell of a life,
Help me not go there.
My life is so messed up right now,
If only I knew what to do…
I take my writings in my hands,
And slowly tear them in two.
Yes, I did the thing that hurts me most,
My passion is now in shreds,
I feel so alone here,
Sitting on my bed.
My pain slowly starts to show,
As tears roll down my face.
I quietly start to choke; for around my neck,
Is invisible, deadly lace.
An OLD poem I found that I wrote back in high school.
