Pearls And Beads That Make Us Bleed

5. Best Way To Go

Let's throw a party, don't you think?

Congrats, I think I've bled no more

All alone, my life pouring from my wrists

Bled dying, broken, never healed, on the floor

Is this what art is intended for?

It's not too bad, if you look at it a certain way

I want to go to a place in the dark

But the scars will never fade away

Jackson, my ex. came up to me again

He slide his hand up on my thigh

I really did want to get away, but nobody noticed,

It looked like, feels like, I never try

Cold, shivering, is this the way to live?

Feels like this is hell, a place where I'm merely not dead

Am I alone, through this all?

Is it only lies I'm running on, being fed?

There's a bridge on my way home

I think it's the best way to go, right?

I can just jump into the cold waters

Cold, like now, I want out tonight