Sitting here with these pain relievers
Me praying that I stay a believer
I wanna run up those stairs
I've already lived my dream and nobody cared.
One more pill and I'll be on my way
I'm just done with everything, I've got nothing left to say.
It's not like I can even take any credibility
My death wish, a story told by me
Falling apart with everything given away
Hearts been broken every damn day
A prayer to God might be the only thing left
This ringing in my ears, im gonna go deaf
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Poems Of Creatvity And Creation
PoetryPoetry, where it lives "The ones who are trying to define us are the ones that are lost"
