Tounge tied in a world of desperation
Noone to turn to, no sense of relation
Choked by my words like a knife in my throat
Too hard to hold on, can't seem to let go
Cutting and bleeding, crying and screaming
Hang me to dry, stop me from breathing
No longer a problem, just a ghost of your past
Forget my existance, forget what we had
Cursed with my emotions, they say thast I'm gifted
Just admit it, when I'm gone a weight will be lifted
In the woods or in plain view
Suicides my last poem, I dedicate it to you
Sweaty palms and a heart beat a mile a minute
Fuck this game of life, I don't want to win it
I never would say I'm even close to being perfect
Don't cry over me, trust me I'm not worth it
I'm worthless from the surface to soul
I can't see anymore, just knock me out cold
I'm not scared of dying, living brings me fear
I can't eat sleep or breathe
Can't see speak or hear
I'm hyperventalating and I don't know why
What a perfect day to break down and cry
What a perfect evening as the sun sets slow
What a perfect night to be hanged by my throat
And as the death is setting in
A calmness falls over my skin
So here I am, flying away
Looking down at the children play
I spread my wings and escape the trends
Who says that death is the end?
To me it's all just the beginning
Clouds getting closer and the air is thinning
Now nothing will ever again feel wrong
Cuz now I'm an angel with my own song
 
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