suicide is calling to me
beconing me in
showing me what could happen
if i let it win
...
im scared of these feelings inside
tired of all the tears iv cried
the blood driping agian
will this finally be the end
...
Let the blood flow
let the tears go
he will never love you
this you know
...
the razor in my hand
my wrist dripping with blood
all over me, as thick as mud
how could they do this
...
the razor blade pressing against my wrist
like a peircing kiss
i press down harder and the blood seeps through
i feel pain no more
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the pain behind her blue eyes
do you see it fading away
are her skies turning a lighter shade of grey
i see the sun in the horizon
...
why couldnt i see
he was just using me
he broke my heart again
why can i ever win
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you said you loved me
i actually believed
now im lying here
crying over and empty sleeve
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i feel so cold
so empty
so broken without him
when we were together
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