I think of all the things that you said,
And I know I'd be better off dead.
Your words tear through me like a dart,
That twists and stabs my tormented heart.
Nothing I ever do will ever amount up to you,
There's not one right thing I can do.
So tonight I'll release my pains and fears,
I'll have to let go of the ones I hold dear.
Suicide- such a sad painkilling word,
That erases all evil things you've heard.
By tomorrow I'll be a faint memory,
And all my pain will finally flee.
I could slit my wrist and end it now,
No one would know, I can't imagine how.
I could swallow all those sickly pills,
And would soon die, they slowly kill.
Who would care for me lying there?
They would just stop, smirk and stare.
Forget this life, this world, this day,
I'll be gone by the next day.
No more painful problems kept hidden,
I'll be forevermore bedridden.
So with slice and a twist, goodbye to you,
Maybe now you'll see what I went through.
 
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