Icy hands slip around my neck
Through my body and into my head
Up my spine and in my brain
Reminding me that everything I do is in vain
Some of the things I put up with
I can’t even name
I can’t escape this chilling grip
The more I cry
The more I feel like I’ve been stripped
No longer can I get by
So I succumb to sub-zero peace
Not by my will
But only because when I call for help
Everyone is still
No one comes my way
So I remain alone for another day
I need someone to stand and stay
Next to me
Forever
Eternally
But I don’t think that person exists
Cause everyone just keeps passin by
I look in the mirror and ask myself why
Why do I put up with this again and again?
Why do I live in a world I’m trapped in?
It’s like livin in a prison
Like livin in a cage
I don’t think I should have risen
This morning and turned another page
Or began a new day
I should just have taken a plunge
And got it over with some other way
Whatever way possible
Don’t rush me to the hospitol
Just leave me here to die
In the clutches of the cold
In the icy grip of suicide

 
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