My Life is Depleted
My soul is wearing away
Every passing day
You can laugh and tease
If it will please
Cutting away at my wrist
Makes me wish
That I was dead
Thinking that the end will come soon
On a full moon
All these disasterly events
Led me to the tents
Tents of the ghastly ghosts
They terrified me the most
When times were bad
I was suicidally sad
Those thoughts were killing me
As you can see inside of me
Slitting my throat
Made you grab a coat
To soak up the blood
That you imagined it as mud
Passed out in a parking lot
The night being chaotic
Making it seem psychotic
Every passing day
You can laugh and tease
If it will please
Cutting away at my wrist
Makes me wish
That I was dead
Thinking that the end will come soon
On a full moon
All these disasterly events
Led me to the tents
Tents of the ghastly ghosts
They terrified me the most
When times were bad
I was suicidally sad
Those thoughts were killing me
As you can see inside of me
Slitting my throat
Made you grab a coat
To soak up the blood
That you imagined it as mud
Passed out in a parking lot
The night being chaotic
Making it seem psychotic