She opened her eyes and cried
She didn't want to live
She wishes she would have died
She asks herself why?
Do I have to live another day?
Is this the only way?
She wants to take her life away
She can't bring herself to do it
WHY CANT SHE DO IT?
Maybe because to take you life away
You have to be alive in the first place
I would hardly call it living
I'm merely a shell of what once was a slightly broken soul
She writes in her journal that keeps her nocturnal
She questions her life
Searching every inch of her mind
Written in this book
Trying to find the why
He's after you
Planting his seeds of negativity
Letting them feed and grow
Off the thoughts and lies
He's implanted in your mind
Again she asks why
He wouldn't spend his time
Dragging you through hell
Breaking you down
Leaving you defenseless
If you didn't have something worth taking down
This is the why you've been searching for
Why you go through hell
And why you must keep fighting this battle
The ending was an idea by my friend who let me use it
