As i lay in my bed,
A million thoughts going through my head.
I push harder then ever before,
I really want to end this bloody war.
The the blade slips,
As i bite my lips.
It drops to the floor,
Then i hear a knock on the door.
I yell at the to hold on,
Now i feel like such a moron.
Im in such a hurry,
But everything is getting blurry.
I fall to the floor,
As i noticed someone has opened the door.
I tell them to leave me alone,
There holding the phone.
They tell me im not gunna be left dying,
As there shaking and crying.
Theres blood all over the place,
Even on my face.
The red overflows my eyes,
As i say my goodbyes.
 
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