I don’t the sun rise again
My soul is shattered mixed with my blood
It’s daylight, another day that will bring pain
Shivering in my blood
I wishing I was out of pain and dead
I give up on stupidity of my life
One more day of pain, I silently dread
In my hand there is a blood knife
Wishing I could bleed out quickly, I’m ready to go
I’m ready to be gone, am I just sick
Why is it taking too slow?
Another cut will do it, another selfish prick
Your judgement I can’t stand
You have not a damn clue
Leaving you behind you would not understand
I did this to get away from you
- Author: 4wheels (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 28th, 2024 06:14
- Category: Unclassified
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