i can't take the pain
i pull back my tears like a rein
they drip into the puddle of blood i created with my blade, satisfaction is never reached, i'm never satisfied.
the tears finally burst out
i sit in my own blood and shame with the door locked
i've been told i need help yet no help will ever provide the pain i punish myself with. there i still sit, starting to feel light headed and dizzy as i reach for the gun but i remember the one promise i've ever made. then i go back to the blade.
imagining my life i grab the knife
tears and beers
i've done bad things i will never deserve wings..
i deserve to suffer, i deserve to die
but it won't be tougher, it will be just fine.
drunk as my soul shrunk, nobody knows, nobody will ever know.
