As the days pass slowly
and the weeks creep by
I find myself obsessing
about ways that I could die.
I lay awake at night
thinking of my pain
theres no way it can get better,
I have nothing left to gain.
suddenly thoughts of death
are controlling my every move,
and every battle with my mind
I always seem to loose.
I no longer want to be around
the people that I love.
All that I can think about
is whats waiting up above.
I cut my arms with razor blades
to dull the pain inside,
but that can only lsat so long,
I dont want to be alive.
I smile when I have to.
I break down when I dont.
I know I should be strong,
but I also know I won't.
So I make a plan to take some pills.
It shouldnt take to long.
I write out notes to all my friends,
to read when I am gone.
I ask my mom to understand
that life is just to hard.
my mind cant fight it anymore,
my heart is far to scarred.
I plan it out so perfectly,
I even set the date.
I'm pretty sure I'm ready.
I know this is my fate.
My bed is made up neatly
as I take them one by one.
I start to feel a little scared,
I know Im almost done.
All that I can think about
is how I'm letting go,
and how much I love my family.
I really hope they know.
My eyes are getting heavy.
My body feels so weak.
Everything inside is numb.
That's the way it has to be.