Life, Death, and Suicide
Let the blood flow down like the tears from my sad face.
It was all a lie. There's no such thing as a "happy place".
For scars, there are many. People who care? There is few.
I don't understand myself, but then again there's nobody that do.
I let the blade "slip", and it cuts my skin.
Life is a battle anyway, why not let death win?
Crying gets you nowhere but right back to the start.
I'm trying to understand it all but it's tearing me apart.
Love is supposed to be wonderful, but I think it's just a joke.
The people I trust keep feeding it to me, then sit back and watch me choke.
No one understand my pain. No one ever will.
They try to get me to talk about it but I just keep quiet and still.
Nobody really cares. It's all a lie.
I have no reason to live, so why not die?
Living gets you hurt, and hurt leads to pain.
Feelings try to seep out, but I keep them locked within my brain.
No point in showing them.They'll get hurt at the end of it all.
But I'll be the one laughing when they see my brain splatter on the wall.
I can't get hurt again. I wont be able to take it.
I'll lose all my blood on the floor. My wrists will be slit.
It was all a lie. There's no such thing as a "happy place".
For scars, there are many. People who care? There is few.
I don't understand myself, but then again there's nobody that do.
I let the blade "slip", and it cuts my skin.
Life is a battle anyway, why not let death win?
Crying gets you nowhere but right back to the start.
I'm trying to understand it all but it's tearing me apart.
Love is supposed to be wonderful, but I think it's just a joke.
The people I trust keep feeding it to me, then sit back and watch me choke.
No one understand my pain. No one ever will.
They try to get me to talk about it but I just keep quiet and still.
Nobody really cares. It's all a lie.
I have no reason to live, so why not die?
Living gets you hurt, and hurt leads to pain.
Feelings try to seep out, but I keep them locked within my brain.
No point in showing them.They'll get hurt at the end of it all.
But I'll be the one laughing when they see my brain splatter on the wall.
I can't get hurt again. I wont be able to take it.
I'll lose all my blood on the floor. My wrists will be slit.