Nothing Left To Give
For so many years I was broken
Always alone barely a word spoken
Every night I’d cry myself to sleep
Wake up and I’d continue to weep
Wanting to die never left my mind
Happiness I knew I’d never find
Isolating from everyone to hide the
broken me
Haunted by past emotions that kept
me from being free
Addiction kept me a prisoner left to rot
in a cell
Not knowing how to get out of my life of hell
At any moment I could overdose and I’d
be done
Everyday playing Russian roulette with a
loaded gun
I was completely hopeless,I had nothing
left to give
I hated everything about me, this was no
way to live
I was so worn out, just about everything I
already tried
The only way to finally be free, suicide
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