who knows what it is, it doesnt always rhyme, but then again, my poems never do. uhm... so yeah, here be it
I wanna die in the worst way
I don't care how it happens now
I just wanna damn go away
and leave the world far behind
I'll take you in my hand
and carry you with me wheerever I go
you may only be a picture
but my life is bound to you
I wish I could run away
and leave my ruins far behind
I seek solitude
From this life of misery
If I can't cut myself
If they won't let me bleed
Then I might as well just die
Than keep on living like this
My world is about to be
covered with drugs and violence
The pain is so strong I can't stand it
I need to release myself from my mind
People hurt me by their words
The alcohol burns my heart
I wanna break all the bottles
And with the glass cut myself apart
This is my last plea
My last cry for help
If someone doesn't end me now
Then I might as well end myself