With a knife
You cut me down
My lifeless cold body
You have found
Hanging there
From a rope
Not a word
Not even a note
You caused my pain
You caused my sorrow
No longer
Is there tomorrow
I went to be with
The angels in the sky
So you could no longer
Make me cry
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 9:50 AM UTC
With a knife
You cut me down
My lifeless cold body
You have found
Hanging there
From a rope
Not a word
Not even a note
You caused my pain
You caused my sorrow
No longer
Is there tomorrow
I went to be with
The angels in the sky
So you could no longer
Make me cry
