The Suicide Curse

Time to go get locked away.
I don’t get a chance to stay.

Locked away in my own mind.
Trapped with words that are unkind.

Evil fills my every thought.
Certainty is quite distraught.

My lack of trust will now increase.
And will not end till I’m deceased.

A friend and heart both broke in two.
A life in full that’s thrown askew.

Broken and damaged beyond compare.
Filled with pain to much to bear.

Cutter’s heart and cutter’s soul.
Takes over mind and all control.

Pulls me down to my far worst.
Because this is the suicide curse.