I sit here on this bath room floor with nothing in my hand but a
toothbrush.
It goes so far down but nothing comes up
But deep coughs of the deadly red dye that has hurt so many.

I wait for the time to come when I can finally say my last good bye,
A time when those hurt full words turn into "I love you's",
When my nightmares turn into fantasy's.

I want the scars to become invisible.
The addictions to go away.
The hurt to disappear over night.

I sit here on this bath room floor and think about all the lives I have
ruined,
All the dreams I've shattered,
The relationships I've ended.

Everyone thinks my life is perfect,
Everyone thinks I'm so happy,
But not everyone knows me.

Thats why when I drink the drink,
Swallow too many pills,
Slit my wrist.

All the people will wonder,
Why I did this.
What happened that was so bad.

So as the tears stream down my face,
And as i sit on this bath room floor,
And commit a silent suicide.
 
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