I admit it, I'm afraid.
Darkness is coming, the pain is delayed.
I never thought my life would end like this.
A handful of pills and cuts on my wrist.
So sing me to sleep and ease me into my enternal rest.
I know there is nothing, but nothing must be better than being so depressed.
A ringing fills my ears and over takes the heart wrenching silence.
I admit it, I am afraid.
But I still don't wish that I had stayed.
And then I awake, moments later in my bed.
My breath is heavy and there's a pounding in my head.
I dreamt of what I wanted most, freedom.
A death without martyrdom.
But now I get up and start my day.
Yet I know, The nothing would be different if I faded away.
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 3:15 PM UTC
I admit it, I'm afraid.
Darkness is coming, the pain is delayed.
I never thought my life would end like this.
A handful of pills and cuts on my wrist.
So sing me to sleep and ease me into my enternal rest.
I know there is nothing, but nothing must be better than being so depressed.
A ringing fills my ears and over takes the heart wrenching silence.
I admit it, I am afraid.
But I still don't wish that I had stayed.
And then I awake, moments later in my bed.
My breath is heavy and there's a pounding in my head.
I dreamt of what I wanted most, freedom.
A death without martyrdom.
But now I get up and start my day.
Yet I know, The nothing would be different if I faded away.
