Suicide Note.

As i’m writing this
Tears are falling on dismiss
Through the fear
My thoughts aren’t very clear

Dead. I want to be dead.
As I remember how I once bled.
I don’t want to see more scars.
I only want to see a sky with shining stars.

So I’m here again crying in my room.
Intoxicated with the painful fume.
It’s starting to feel like déjà vu.
While my world again falls through.

But someone wise said I’ll never walk alone.
That I don’t need to be on my own.
So I’ll turn the music up.
And I won’t need to cut.

And I’ll wake up tomorrow
Smiling through the sorrow
Because life isn’t always fair
And I’ll swear I will repair.