Turn on the radio,
Drown out all the noise,
Drown out my thoughts.
Drown out the world...
Sit on the ground,
Cover my face,
Cry a million tears,
Die a million days...
Dont need it anymore,
Dont see anything,
Numbness maybe..
I might be dead...
Maybe I am,
Cant feel my arms,
Cant feel my legs,
Cant feel myself...
Seeing red, seeing blood.
Cut here, cut there.
Cry out in pain,
Im alive alright...
But I'd rather be dead.
Rather be someplace else,
Rather be happy.
Slit skin some more...
Blood stains the floor,
Blood stains my clothes,
I dont care,
Its way too much to bare...
If Im dead,
T'll be easier...
Easier to be someone else,
Someone who isnt me...
My arms chopped up.
Tears on my face,
Hardly feel anything,
Drop to the ground...
Darkness...Am I dead?
My room floods around me,
I sit up,
I get up...
Searching my arm.
No marks, none...
Im in my pajamas,
I was asleep...
I get changed,
Go downstairs,
I know that once again...
I dreamt of killing myself... |
