Suicide?

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They are scared of the pills in my hand

Scared of the blade I had

Scared of the marks that could look like your name

Scared of how at 2am I'm crying again

On the phone with a stranger

Telling me it's alright

That I need to let that person go

Before I'm hurt again

And I'm squeezing my heart

Trying to get it to start

But like an old engine

It broke

And sputtered to a stop

In front of my grave

Maybe I could stop

What does this mean

What am I doing

In your head I'm living

Wishing to be dead

But how does one die

When your already dead

So I'm holding my hand

And laying my head

Breathing these struggled breathes

Praying it ends

Help me I'll scream in the phone

But what comes out is ill be okay

Yes I'll call back

And I'm sorry...

I lied to your ears

And you only want to help

But the broken don't get fixed

By adding more tears

So let's just say

When this show ends

That might not be the only thing

Again...

So help me I say

The one I love leaves me at bay

But I'm swimming and dying

Crying and screaming

But all your hearing is nothing

Cause all you want is me gone from your life

So maybe this won't be my threat

But a story left in the dust....

Dream big people

But don't get lost in the sand

Cause if you dream of a life on earth

You will die like my dreams

Staying in the sand...

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