very deep, you might need a box of tissues
the crying starts... NOW!!!
Im killing myself
Not with a rope or pills or by cutting my wrist
But by my actions being so introverted
Im bleeding! I'm bleeding!
Not blood but my spirit
Its leaking so bad please help!
I cant help it I dont wanna kill myself
No drunk driving or gun to a temple
Im suffocating me with myself
Alone, so alone, please read my warning signs
PLEASE HELP! PLEASE HELP! IM GONNA DIE!
Dont cry when Im gone cuz you didnt care when I was here
Im not gonna O.D. on drugs
Im gonna die of fear
I'm killing myself surely but slow
Im killing myself and you dont even know.
 An Angel With A Shotgun · Sun Mar 13, 2011 @ 01:35am · 0 Comments |
