• As i walk down the hall way i feel a pain inside;
    a pain i have felt before, that i easily reconised
    i remember all my memories
    some good but mostly bad
    At times some of the good ones were with my Dad.

    Blanking out with my thoughts,
    having deeps doubts,
    i just want to get out.

    My childhood was not great
    its something you cannot debate
    i wished my mind was in a better state
    cos i dont want my life to hate

    Tears rollingdown my face
    My heart beating at a faster pace,
    i cant feel my lips, their going numb
    still thinking of things ive done.

    staring at the ceiling,
    acknologing what i am feeling
    and with what i was hearing.

    Looking at a picture,
    before i was in a mess,
    wearing a pink dress,
    withought feeling the stress
    of my young childhood.

    years pass and nothings new
    i was in pain and was afraid
    until i found you.

    you found me lying on the floor
    stabbed in the wrists nothing more
    You are the only reason im living
    If i were slit my wrist wide open,
    that would be my goal
    so you would crawl in and save my soul