I go to sleep at night and fear the morning light
I pray to myself softly I wont awake as me
For I hate the person that I’ve turned out to be
I remind myself of whom I really am
And the one I cannot condemn
When I take the knife to my wrist
Flash’s of my past run through my mind and I think of what I’ve missed
As I swallow the bottle of Advil slowly
I just think about heaven although unknowingly
Drowning my sorrows in the tub could never feel better
And I know I didn’t forget to write my letter
I hear a loud beeping noise that my alarm set
I sit up in my bed all soaked in sweat
For dreaming of my pain and sorrows seemed to real
Then I took down at my hand, is that blood I feel?

 
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