Another Teen Suicide
tears dont fall from my eyes,
the pain in my heart slowly dies,
wounds will heal and scars will fade,
but forever is the silver blade,
in the shaking hands of a troubled teen,
the razor bites, draws blood from the seems,
rosy ink smeared across ppaper white skin,
how could this girl commit such a sin?
she cries at the pain,
at her bloody red shame,
the silver blade resets on her inky blue vein,
just do it, end it, you dont deserve life, anyway...
but the girl starts to cry,
I dont want to die,
but I dont want to be alive,
and I dont want to be just another teen suicide,
then the silver razor blade catches her eyes,
more rosy red ink falls onto her skin,
still unsatisfied,
the girl digs further in,
only when red ink covers her arm does the girl finally feel real peace and calm,
this is it,
blissful nothingness,
only the flow doesn't ebb,
her wrists still run red,
and it's too late by the time she realizes her mistake,
rosy red ink still drips doen her wrist's sides,
now the girl is just another teen suicide
the pain in my heart slowly dies,
wounds will heal and scars will fade,
but forever is the silver blade,
in the shaking hands of a troubled teen,
the razor bites, draws blood from the seems,
rosy ink smeared across ppaper white skin,
how could this girl commit such a sin?
she cries at the pain,
at her bloody red shame,
the silver blade resets on her inky blue vein,
just do it, end it, you dont deserve life, anyway...
but the girl starts to cry,
I dont want to die,
but I dont want to be alive,
and I dont want to be just another teen suicide,
then the silver razor blade catches her eyes,
more rosy red ink falls onto her skin,
still unsatisfied,
the girl digs further in,
only when red ink covers her arm does the girl finally feel real peace and calm,
this is it,
blissful nothingness,
only the flow doesn't ebb,
her wrists still run red,
and it's too late by the time she realizes her mistake,
rosy red ink still drips doen her wrist's sides,
now the girl is just another teen suicide