Help Me, I'm Slowly Dying
Is this what I’ve become
The thing I most fear
Not giving a crap
About those I hold dear
I look at my wrist
All the blood pouring out
All I have to do
Is give a little shout
Then they will come
Realizing I’m locked inside
They’ll all think
Why would she commit suicide
I push the blade deeper
Crying and trying
To remember why
The answer isn’t dying
For one second
I think of you
And what
I’ve out you through
I go even deeper
And darkness surrounds me
You unlock the door
To find my lifeless body.
The thing I most fear
Not giving a crap
About those I hold dear
I look at my wrist
All the blood pouring out
All I have to do
Is give a little shout
Then they will come
Realizing I’m locked inside
They’ll all think
Why would she commit suicide
I push the blade deeper
Crying and trying
To remember why
The answer isn’t dying
For one second
I think of you
And what
I’ve out you through
I go even deeper
And darkness surrounds me
You unlock the door
To find my lifeless body.
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I am not like this anymore. I am a perfectly happy person and if anyone needs to talk about something like this email me at boolulubabu@gmail.com