I watch from the back
All the laughter and happiness.
I can't be a part of it
I just want an escape
That's all i ever want
a way to escape the pain.
Three words could save me.
As long as they were true
Not said in an effort to prevent this.
I cry crimson tears
they are never seen
hidden in the dark
because in solitutde i cry
Year by year they all pass by
it seems they end so fast
no one will cry
even though this is surely going to be my last.
I will hang the rope up above
and watch as everyone knows love
I know none and now my decision is made
seeing as all scars won't fade
I used to call it reckless
when i heard it on the news
but now i know their right;
as i end my life with a rope necklace
i chose the choice of flight
i have fought all my life
but now im done
i'll give you one last chance
To correct what you did for fun
But you lost that too
With those three little words:
"I hate you"
Now that i'm gone
will you all realize
all the shit that you've done.
Everything you said; It all adds up
This is the final result; my soul fucked up
I give up; I'm done
Sorry for you; you can't have any more fun
the torment has gone on long enough
As i said; im tired of this stuff
The bloody knife on the floor
And the empty bottle of pills
This is all that's left
From when i took my last breath
A handful of pills
A knife, razor, or scissors
Even a rope could work.
A bridge, cliff, or even a tall building
They all mean the same thing
My Escape
