Tear drops fall against the wood,
As I keep staring out the window.
Hitting my head against the walls,
Why won't anybody let me go?
I don't know if this is murder yet,
Or will it still be my own suicide.
Could write down names of heaps,
Which had always left my side.
When I was falling straight down,
All I did was push people away.
How many times do I say sorry,
So I can make somebody stay?
Yet, does anybody understand it,
Just what it's like surviving in me.
Every night I cut a little deeper,
But I will never let anybody see.
How long until this will all change,
When will this heart learn to mend.
Because these eyes are leaking,
And they will until the very end.
All I wanted was to wear a smile,
One that wasn't chosen to fake.
I'm so sick of feeling so empty,
Has another life been lead to take?
Least when I'm feeling down now,
I can rely on stars to hold me tight.
The moon will be my lighting gale,
That'll comfort me through the night.
Because I can't hang on anymore,
Unfortunately; I'm now letting go.
I'm planning my last suicide letters,
As I stare out through this window...
OneLastHeartbeatxx Community Member 
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