Suicide
Suicide is what I'm thinking about Why have I been living my life without doubt? I know it's true When I look at you... Theres anger in your eyes... And I feel fit to die. I try to hold back the tears, but I cry. I feel so ashamed Why am I the only one to blame? My thoughts can't seem to straighten out I find myself wandering about I find myself in an old abandoned place I hold the gun up to my face I stand there frozen in time About to take the life thats mine Why do I hesitate? I realize there is nothing to hate. I walk away and drop the gun on the ground My footsteps barely make a sound I end up back where I started... In this world and not departed.
Sorreltail · Sat Nov 15, 2008 @ 01:18am · 2 Comments |