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The fire over comes me, Darkness hits me hard.
My breath starts to falter, I can't see the light.
Everythings so dark, Will he save me?
I cry myself to sleep, He wont really care.
He looks at me with pitty, I know it's just an act now.
He just turns his head, Slowly walks away.
He tears me apart, There a blade stuck in my heart.
I don't know what to do, There is a gun in my tear soaked lap.
I look down at it, my shaking hand grasped it.
I know now what to do, Another tear drop to my lap.
I laugh to myself, I smile to myself.
I look to the shadows around me, I whisper good-bye.
I slowly raise it up, Point it to my head.
My finger slowly tightens, the trigger cold as death.
I finally get the nerves, I jerk the trigger back.
Good-bye.
My last thoughts were, It's all because of him.
-xXxAlycexXx
- by xXxAlycexXx |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/23/2009 |
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- Title: It's all because of him.
- Artist: xXxAlycexXx
- Description: I am not suicidal. I wrote this in my S.S. class at school. I guess i was bored and wanted to write about something and thought this subject would be easy. Some ppl say its a little demented, i don't think so, but plz tell me what you think. thanks. And... I dont know if holding a gun to your head and pulling the trigger, would be called "Inappropriate" cuz well its not very graphic. thax.
- Date: 02/23/2009
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