monday gone from bad to worse,
one soul's been put through so much hurt.
just how much more can this heart take?
just how much longer,
until i break.
at this point,
i'm seeing red.
would life be better,
if i was dead?
help me now,
save me please,
before these wrists,
begin to bleed.
wake me up,
save my soul.
go back to when,
my heart was whole.
eight years past,
what can i do?
too much to take,
this mind is through.
this last goodbye,
to all my friends.
nothing but darkness,
this life now ends.
monday gone from bad to worse, one soul's been put through
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Nov 26, 2012 10:15pm
