Hot tears and bad thoughts Dark room and bright clocks Soaked pillow and stuffy nose Pitch black through the window Can't breathe, I'm alone. Please! This doesn't feel like home! Sad suicidal scenarios in my head Wish they were my life instead
If there are any spelling errors I apologize.. I haven't slept since 7am yesterday..
Hand is shaking silently as you reach for the medicine You want to pull your hand back but you’re too weak for it Turn to walk away before you remember again That you’re doing this for me That you’re doing this for you Framed five stitches on the left side of your mind A broken glass was what did the harm Not the thoughts in your head or the hand that you loved Behind the bandage Do you need to know what took what we had? Look me in my closed eyes and tell me if the fall from the chair was that bad What raced through your mind I took my last breath then read it all To taste the bitterness
I made my way to the throne, but darkness is all what surrounded me
Tonight's gear: Blades, bank cards and a white dress Tonight's mission: Red fountain, Shakespeare lines and an empty chest Watching you cut Your skin puffs, pulling out my guts Flawless, sprint through time Blood river flowing perfectly, our blades rhyme It tingles it burns So that’s only the worst Your body is in pain but your mind is at ease One turns to two and two to four At this point you just keep asking for more There’s no stopping yourself from the warmth flowing through your tongue Everyone else is happy so why can’t you be too? Everyone’s blood is red, why yours is blue It stings, I can see it in your eyes Your gums getting numb, my nose too Itchy You only want to feel the pain to feel the rush Enjoy the satisfaction
She was drowning and nobody saw her struggle I saw it all during another sleepless night trapped in my own mind..
there's nothing here i choked on thirty pills of brain killing chemicals couldn't think, couldn't think couldn't walk, couldn't talk couldn't sleep, couldn't sleep laid me to rest in my bed there was blood all over the pen my mouth became glued shut couldn't cry for help if i wanted but help wasn't here when i was here why should it be here now? because i'm finally fading? is this why there are so many funerals for the ones life taking? did life finally make sense as i was lowered into the ground? don't love me now - i may have been born just to die there's nothing here now choked on thirty pills ... fifty pills ... brain dead i just wanted rest
don't love me in my afterlife when you couldn't love my present life