Suicidal Thoughts
I'm sitting here wondering.
What's wrong with me.
These cuts, blood, and scars.
Are all I really see.
I sit here alone.
With no one els around.
I have no one else.
I don't hear a sound.
I like to feel the pain.
'Cause I hate to be alone.
Finding someone else.
Pain is all that shows.
All I have are songs
And lyrics in my head.
Suicidal thoughts
When I'm sleeping in my bed.
I'm seeping in the dark.
Going further everyday.
But no one really cares.
If in a pool of blood I lay.
I know I'm all alone.
It's killing me inside.
Suicidal thoughts
Are all that's left inside.
©2009 ~FR34K0N4L345H33
Copyright © Rachel Mann | Year Posted 2009
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