Guns to the head.
Knives through the heart,
Down our wrist.
Jumping off bridges,
Drowning, Crashing.
We keep putting bullet holes in our chest.
Tears streaming down our faces.
We go to sleep and never wake
How much more can we take?
We've got those painkillers,
Our cheerleaders.
Screaming "You can die!!! Just take me!!!"
© 2013 Kendra Bowman
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 12:30 AM UTC
Guns to the head.
Knives through the heart,
Down our wrist.
Jumping off bridges,
Drowning, Crashing.
We keep putting bullet holes in our chest.
Tears streaming down our faces.
We go to sleep and never wake
How much more can we take?
We've got those painkillers,
Our cheerleaders.
Screaming "You can die!!! Just take me!!!"
© 2013 Kendra Bowman
