Stolen
Drugs stole my family
Dragged under to a place I cannot reach
I cry
I scream
I beg
They are happy there
I am alone
They do not want saved.
Mother
I wish you would stop crying
Brother
it hurts when you slide the blade across your wrist
I can do anything now
They don't care
What about suicide?
We shall see
Dragged under to a place I cannot reach
I cry
I scream
I beg
They are happy there
I am alone
They do not want saved.
Mother
I wish you would stop crying
Brother
it hurts when you slide the blade across your wrist
I can do anything now
They don't care
What about suicide?
We shall see
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Grrraahhh, the fact that I cant do the crazy cool way I wrote it makes me mad