suicidal thoughts race through my mind
causing confusion and making me blind
i wish you could understand the reason i commit so much sin
if only you could understand the amount of pain im in
you would want to escape the world not seeing a point
you too would gladly take a passing joint
if you believed that i have no control over what i think
you would also have taken the alcoholic drink
every chance to escape reality
i need to take you see
without the ability for me to escape
it comes time for me to scrape
a blade, a pin, whatever i withhold
it seems that in my mind my future's foretold
so looking forward to no happiness nor dreams
i have nothing to live for it seems
the blade pressed against my skin
i wonder if i want to commit this final sin
with hard pressure i pull
the blood makes my hands full
i hope this is the last cut
and the last tear but...
if i am no longer here
where will i be i fear...


 
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