When you want to die
When you want to die because the depression is so strong
When it hurts so bad you compare it slavery
invisible scars on the palms of your hands
It\'s not that nothing is never good enough its the thought of never being more
somedays when you wake up you stare into the mirror this is anxiety and you wear it all so well
When you wish you knew what was right because your soul disagres in this life you are wrong, wrong, wrong
When the gun is too much and the knife is too sharp but there is always so much pain in this heart
Left alone with your thoughts you become something you can barely obtain the little boy in the photograph\'s is blurred out barely left in the fame
When you want end this life because in the next life pain won\'t be found
When you try so hard to smile that the noose looks like the final option
When there are no voices in your mind just one best choice, its not the best option to make but its the only way to feel right
This life, this life, this life there is a light at end of the tunnel and from the velvet that had torn my mother i thought my life was on track until the train took me six feet under