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.