Suicide
A life in the past,
With the present at stake,
My future won't last,
A life I can't make,
A blade for the wrists,
Syringe for the arm,
Self-conscience aside,
My body I'll harm,
An outcast by choice,
A loner with pride,
Emotions bottled up.
With nothing to hide,
A knife to my throat,
With full concentration,
Slides cross the skin,
With no hesitation.
With the present at stake,
My future won't last,
A life I can't make,
A blade for the wrists,
Syringe for the arm,
Self-conscience aside,
My body I'll harm,
An outcast by choice,
A loner with pride,
Emotions bottled up.
With nothing to hide,
A knife to my throat,
With full concentration,
Slides cross the skin,
With no hesitation.