its 1:am

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its one A.M and I'm crying tears of blood

.maybe alls I need is a hug

then I focus on my priorities

but he know all my insecurity

he's up with with me from 1 to 5

he's know for stealing lives

he takes my tears away

losing so much blood I start to sway

now his friend I'd calling me too

takes my breath away. it'll be over soon

now the pills are chanting to me

daring me to take as many to leave

now they come telling me how much I'm hurting everyone

I'm tired I really had enough

typing its fine with tears down my face

typing its okay you forgot felling like a waste

maybe all I need .

is a drink

a cut

a bottle of pils

a rope

wait stop someone cares a voice is trying to scream

but I can't hear a smile while I bleed

find me before I die .

save me I scream as a battle cry

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