I run through the trees
screaming his name.
"Suicide, Suicide!
Where are you?" I say.
He replies, "I am right here
Right inside your head
Feeding you thoughts
to make yourself dead."
I say, "Get out, get out now!
I demand you to leave.
I'm tired of the tricks
you have up your sleeve."
"Why would I leave
when there's so much to destroy.
I think I'll stay and play with your mind like it's a toy."
The thoughts come rushing
into my head
I kick and scream
and wish I was dead.
"Get out, get out. Get out of my brain.
My love, my life are not yours to drain."
"I think I will stay a night or two more.
But I promise I'll come back and knock on your door."
