Suicidal Nights

some nights are worst than others

Do you know the sudden sharp pain that runs up your back. Maybe from the monster in front of you. The terrifying drunk? Do you understand? Do you feel? Last night I wrote a saddening poem about my life,my feelings: slit my wrist make me die hurt my loved ones make them cry,hate my life bloody knife. Watch it rain,watch me cry,look up at saddened sky. My song of words are more than pleads,look back fuck that regret my deeds, forgive,forget,set me free,the broken girl inside me. Love my scars be apart,forget life dont you start. Abuse me hit me on my cheek,that drunken crazy phsco freak. You tore me apart,pick me up,throw me bang me scream you fuck.