you think you can do something to help you think until your head hurts you have no clue what to do you wanna try, but its no use your hurting yourself just by thinking of how to help others
the pain surrounding your heart have no place to go no one to talk to no time left until your done
forever lost in the darkness alone
try to get out but cant try to find someone but cant trying to do everything....... but you just cant....do it
you sigh sit down look at the floor cry
feel something clawing at your heart at your soul...
you just wanna die, so you don't have to life like this anymore
as the light is coming through, you see something shine in the distance you get up and go to it.
a knife, just laying there, rusted, but looks sharp.
you pick it up, look around, put the tip by your throat...... mumble something.