I lay here on my bed,
thinkin hard on what should be said,
I grab this gun that lays besides my,
I try to push away these thoughts that haunt me,
I place the cold object in my mouth,
A blast explodes,
It's dark, the lights are out,
A twisted soul,
Another life lost,
This is so insane,
Livin in doubt,
Blood on the sheets,
Splatters on the wall,
The smell of crimson blood,
Will never fall,
This is life,
A beautiful creation,
Part of exsitence that fucks with u'r mind,
A twisted soul that was never in demand. |
