Fake smile
Dried eyes
Scratched wrists
Bruised thighs
White pills
Rope tied
Gun loaded
SUICIDE.

Thoughts and memories
Locked away
Inside that room
With no key
A dark room
Hidden from view
I cannot enter
Too much pain lies within

I live outside
The darkest room
To enter
Is suicide
Bad thoughts banished
Evil things left
Inside the dark room.

Don't wait until it's too late
To tell someone
How much you love,
How much you miss,
How much you care.
Because when they're gone,
No matter how loud you shout and cry,
They won't hear you anymore.

A special person,
A special face,
Someone I love,
And can never be replaced.

I'm hungry, but I can't eat.
I'm tired, but I can't sleep.
I'm sad, but I can't cry.
I'm suicidal, but I can't die.

I don't pay attention to the
World ending.
It has ended for me many times
And began again in the morning.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
But the Roses have wilted,
And the violets are dead.
The sugar bowl's empty,
And my wrists are stained red.