*Insert scream here*
I'd slit my wrists if I thought it would do any good.
I'd focus on something happy if I thought it would do any good.
Catch me stranger.
Who ever you are.
I'm here for the taking.
Yours for the breaking.
Please pay no heed when I start to cry,
its only me just wishing I'd hurry up and just fucking die.
Use me now.
I'm giving all I can give.
I have lost the soul to live.
Fucking give up on me and say goodbye...
I'd only latch onto you and suck you bone dry.
In this life, there is no way this wench will win.
She's burried herself in a life of sin.
I wish this existance would grow thin and finally wear away.
You say this is a plea for attention. Hell yeah it is! I'm fucking screaming!
It is this dread and dreaded hope that I never mention.
Of this sorrow, to you, I never cry.
But if I had it my way, I would choose to die.
But the fear of losing the ever constant misery keeps me from taking never constant breathe of life.
I want to let my lost soul fly.
Instead, here...
in my misery, I lie.
-Me 10/21/04