Death, cry, suicide Maybe I will laugh in time 1,2,3,4 suicide is asking more 5,6,7,8 maybe this is my fate 9,10,11,12 my body dies and silence fell 12,11,10,9 and now they all cry 8,7,6,5 my mind is going on a ride 4,3,2,1 we hang ourselves and they run
I call you a trouble maker because you got detention. But really it's because you're a thief. You stole something very fragile of mine. *please be careful with my heart
I wish missing you didn't devour me. But it does. It does and I suppose that of all the diseases I could have, love is at least a noble one. And I suppose as well, that the sweet ache of it is much better than feeling nothing at all.
Suicide comes in array of colors Some are more obvious A gun,drug, jumping , etc The norm
Or the subtle... Sitting down to wait A lifetime of waiting Drinking coffee in a diner Sitting around waiting to die Waiting waiting Not living Just slow death Waiting for the messiah Waiting for happiness Bones getting old Liver giving up Love growing mold No foot prints No verse
I lied to you You deceived me But what would love without forgiveness really be? I know we were not perfect But nothing ever is All I know is I seen you perfectly The same way you saw me We were perfectly imperfect together And that was all that really mattered Not the flaws that could be seen But you forgot to forgive me...