I want to run away
Far far far away
Away from reality
Run from my fears
But they just chase after me as I run to nowhere

I run around trying to find a way out
Way out of everything
But as I run I know I’ll never get out
There’s no possible way

I have dreamed of ways out of life
Anything involve killing myself
Pills
Slitting my wrists
Shooting myself
Drowning myself
Hanging myself
Anything involving death at all

But those ideas I have tried many times
They don’t work and I don’t know why
Was I meant to live?
Nah I couldn’t
Why would anyone want me to actually live?

Everyone hates me
I’m dark inside
I’m suicidal
I’m ugly
I have no purpose of living life
Is there a God?
And he wants me to live
Why does the devil want me now?
I deserve to be there now
I deserve every second

I feel myself fall, fall to the ground
I decided for the hundredth try to commit suicide
I had a bag on my back that cared knifes guns anything sharp
I decided to grab a knife so I could actually feel the pain
I counted to three

One…
Two..
Three.
I ended my life for sure as I knew it
The blood dripped so fast from my vein
I got dizzy
And I knew it was the end
The end of my dieing life
I never found my way out
The only way I had out was suicide….

 
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