Giving Up All Hope
cant do this anymore
knees to weak to stand
waiting for that bit of adrenalin so i can get back on my feet
my stress level is in the danger zone
depression is controlling my life
where in my drawer i keep a knife
always knowing i have that easy way out keeps me alive another day
the fighting with my ex
the frustration of wondering whats next
that empty feeling of being alone everyday
all the confusion
wanting to get back with her
shes telling me that she changed but knowing its all an allusion
everyday is the same
everyday i feel depressed
everyday i mentally and physically feel pain
why does the thought of death run like a river through my head each day
why cant i just be happy
why cant my life just be normal like it use to be
why does this have to happen to me
maybe i should just let go and set my soul free
maybe the afterlife will be better then my current one
all this stress on me weighs a ton
ive dug myself a hole that doesnt seem like i will ever get out of
wishing i could go back and change so many things so i wouldnt be in this situation
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