Erica drowns the
Sorrows of her
Horrible life
In alcohol and
Severa vicious forms of
Self-mutilation
Such as
Erica jabs sharp objects
Into soft parts of her skin
Just to watch
uncried red tears
gush out of a
Body too broken to still be here
Despite her hardships,
Multiple suicide attempts
Such as tying a noose around
Her scrawny little neck or
Pulling the trigger
She refuses to admit depression
When she’s really low
She smokes,
Pops pills
Does everything she can
Just to get high
Her life is a nightmare,
Death no longer an option
It’s cheated her out of the
Happiness of the end too many times
Not even the devil could
Salvage her lost soul
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 4:54 PM UTC
Erica drowns the
Sorrows of her
Horrible life
In alcohol and
Severa vicious forms of
Self-mutilation
Such as
Erica jabs sharp objects
Into soft parts of her skin
Just to watch
uncried red tears
gush out of a
Body too broken to still be here
Despite her hardships,
Multiple suicide attempts
Such as tying a noose around
Her scrawny little neck or
Pulling the trigger
She refuses to admit depression
When she’s really low
She smokes,
Pops pills
Does everything she can
Just to get high
Her life is a nightmare,
Death no longer an option
It’s cheated her out of the
Happiness of the end too many times
Not even the devil could
Salvage her lost soul