breathe

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Breathe
I cannot breathe
Not with you around me
Im choking gasping
I cannot hold on
Siting here is suicide
I know you all to well
Your watching my every move
Counting each moment go by
Your always one step closer
Than my feet can reach
I cannot escape this water
Im drowning in your hands
Your grip geting tighter
My breath geting shalow
I cant hold on
Not much longer
I gasp for my last breath
My vision fading
As I look to my sink
The pills scattered
And razors bloody
I sink alittle deeper
Into the crimson water
It wasnt water I drowned in
But in depresion
I sunk deeper
Until I fell of the edge
Breathe

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