Why I Did
I hold the razor to my wrist
Thinking of all the reasons to do this
Thinking of all the pain the suffering
Then suddenly I see a picture of my sister
Slowly taking the razor away
Then you call me
Tell me that you never want to see my face again
You hate me
I say your wish is my command
Drop the phone
And without hesitation
Slide it across with all my might
Without any regret
But now i lay here
Surrounded by my blood
Tears running down my face
The door opens and I tell the man I love
Goodbye
He stands there
As if he cant believe his eyes
He cries for help
But i just stare at him
As the life runs out of me
He cries and cries
It is too late to turn back
Now
I close my eyes and say goodbye
For i know that i will not wake
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