Suicide Escape
Sitting here listening to voices unclear,
Not knowing why she does what they say,
She sits down and listens in fear,
Holding herself, she will try wishing them away.
She tries to reason with the voices,
She says they’re not really there,
They say she has two choices,
She argues that’s not fair.
Her parents think she’s crazy, they worry that she’s lost it,
It causes too much pain for her to see the tears in their eyes,
They fear that one day her wrists she will slit,
She knows now that they see through her smiling disguise.
Her mind the Devil will rape,
As she plans her sweet suicide escape.
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