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Inside my head are all these voices,

Giving me ideas leading to choices.

Why do I live a life I hate so much?

When all I do is wait for deaths touch.



The wanting of suicide gets much stronger,

I don't know if i can hold on much longer.

Please come and take the pain away,

I cannot live to face another day.



Each moment passes, and I grow weak,

I have lost my voice, I cannot speak.

My eyes have dried, I have no tears,

My soul has died, faced all my fears.



I have felt all the pain that live can deal,

My broken heart will never heal.

I'm tired of living this life I hate,

Fuck reality and fuck my fate.



I can't go on, not one more day,

I finally have to break away.

Blade to wrist, I clench my fist.

Down to the bone, cut with a twist.



Cut every vein, release the pain.

It all pours out in blood red rain.

I love this feeling, pain and pleasure,

My friendly blade is all I treasure.



Now on my knees, so close to death.

Watch me choke on my last breath.