Goodbye To Me

The blade, "Use me!" I can hear it scream Just one cut, One deep one, And over it is The pill, "Drink me!" I hear the voice in my head telling me Just a few.. Maybe 15 strong pain killers? Maybe an overdose on insulin? The gun, "Pull me!" I can feel my fingers pulling the trigger Its just one quick move I wont even feel it The powder, "Smell me!" I can feel my head going closer to it Just one line, And addiction it is? The voices, Its getting to loud! Its taking over... Let me go! Just one deep cut Just an overdose on pain medication Just one move of a finger Just an overdose from the drug... Just those and my life, Well... It wont exist