You have so much to live for” they say
but you can’t stand to live another day
your life is fake, one big lie
all you wish for is to die
couldn’t find a place to fit in
realizing you can’t win
speaking of suicide as the only way out
thinking of death, having no doubt
filled with pain, hating how you feel
questioning if this is all real
because of tears your vision’s a blur
and all you are is insecure
feeling numb, your insides hollow
throat closing, barely can swallow
can’t handle to live your painful life
you slowly pick up your only friend, the knife
one last thought of the ones you care for
and you start to cry even more
holding the knife above your head
no last words are said
a sudden slice through your skin
the blood is gushing, though the slash is thin
over and over again, you cut
un till your eyes slowly shut
you fall to the ground
with hardly a sound
every thing goes black
it’s to late now, no turning back
your life ceases to be
and you finally get to be free