Venting my emotions about life, cutting, and depression. |
Whisps of smoke around my head And water below my feet Darkness all around Only blood can make it complete I hear it screaming Coursing through my veins Begging to be freed Spilling out my bane I write to try and subside As my hands start to twitch I begin to shake again While my skin contunues to itch I know I should try to fight it But I'm battling a losing war Eventually it will find its way out And I will give in once more It's such a persuasive little urge It knows just what to say It sees inside my heart and soul It gets in my mind that way It feeds upon my deepest fears And then serves them back to me I've failed at life, I killed my mom And I followed micheal willingly I'm a drama queen, I bitch and moan I'm the cause of all my scars I half-ass everything I do How could I have fallen this far? I had the right idea tonight When I went inside dad's drawer The steel felt cold against my head What the fuck did I hesitate for? If I hadn't, I never would have heard The phone begin to ring In a flash, the moment was gone I felt better just by talking I had to go and be reminded That I had shit to live for I guess it's better in the end But there's still blood pooling on the floor Bit by bit My heart's torn away Just how much of it still remains? It's a question for another day Listen closely now It's whispering again Soon it'll scream It's begging for an end The world will be Better off without you And the few that will cry Eventually, they forget too Give it a month It will have blown over "leave it to a senior" "too bad I didnt know her" "she wasn't any more Depressed than usual" My mind is weighed down And my heart is full Am I really so nieve That I think I could cope I should give them what they want For I have no more hope They were right all along I'm a waste of good breath I'm an alcoholic failure My only future is death My writing is average Mother would be disappointed Why can't I be just like Amy Her sanity isn't disjointed So here I go again It's washing over me I slip into oblivion My veins have broken free I cringe at the sight Of the gash in my wrist At this point, I dont care Whether or not I'm missed The crimson colored tears That bring my demise They mix with the water Bleeding from my eyes I try to stay awake But I'm slipping so fast Too late to turn back now My life has just passed. |