Why can't i die already? My life is hell... i wish i could remember the poem my friend stole from me... he said it was suicidal.. i cryed because he took my work from me.. it was called crympson tears.
But i have something better,
I'm full of pain,
Need to let it go,
need to let it leave,
baby,
baby,
need to let my life die away.
This stress is driving me,
Driving me insain,
I have to let it out some how,
have to let it flow away,
i pull out the silver spool,
the tip already stained red,
hold it against my tear drenched skin,
and say goodbye to pain.
(Don't ask... i'm just an Angst person. and don't take this seriously .. i'd never kill myself!)
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