My mind is racing,
Both day and night,
Imprisoning me,
With anger and fright.
I try to stop it,
To say goodnight,
But the demons inside me,
Put up a fight.
Not once have I won,
The war in my head,
I'm one step closer,
To being dead.
I take out the pills,
The blade and the rope,
I say my goodbyes,
As I write out a note.
I drag a blade acroos my skin,
One last time,
I swallow the pills,
It's time to say goodnight.
