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The blank page stars at meWith its thin blue linesI look to my heart and soulTo find the words to sayBut nothing can describe how I feel todayQuestions haunt my mindWhere is this happiness, I cant find?Why is there so much pain in my life?And why do I want to end it all with this knifeThe page is half filledBut I still cant seem to feelTheres a band around my wristTo stop me ending it allTo stop me finding my blissAnswers are running though my mindI dont deserve happiness, theres no way of finding itTheres pain in everyones life, Im just weakAnd Im pathetic and can't cope.I make my hand into a fistand make a cut across my wristDeeper and deeperUntil I can feel nothing moreMy bloody suicide.

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