Thoughts of Suicide
the weeks creep by
i find myself obsessing
about ways i can die
i cut my arms with a razor blade
get over it this is how i was made
to dull the pain inside
i don't want to be alive
which way is the best
to prove that finally test
after the fact i'm dead
no more thoughts running through my head
thanks for joining my diely game
my soul that you never can be tamed
now i'm six feet below
Copyright © Tiffany Thompson | Year Posted 2007
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