Eyes of lies
All the fake cries
Lead me to this day
Where I take the pain away
Scars on my wrists
I'm next on deaths lists
Until the minute I will drown
Let's start the counting down
Ten reasons to end my life
Ten seconds with a knife
Nine stars lit in the sky
Nine souls that can fly
Eight for eternal relief
Eight endings with no belief
Seven books of self hate
Seven reasons for this fate
Six therapists who tried to guide
Six adults who all lied
Five spirits that stole my goal
Five people who broke my soul
Four pills I need to take
Four illnesses I must fake
Three songs to shoot my ears
Three scars that show my fears
Two drops of rain
Two tears of pain
One last breath.
One last death.
- Liya Sunrise
- Author: Liya Sunrise (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 24th, 2018 17:30
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 30
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