Twisting in my hand,
the metals bright glimmer
Only a suicidal trigger, that you know I’ll soon figure
All this pain rages and swirls into some bigger
But there just isn’t anything more I can give her
Maybe that’s the final push to end my life, condone myself to slaughter
Her parents must be happy, so proud
she’s their daughter
Maybe if I die I’ll return to haunt her
I bare no thought of bringing her fear, I wouldn’t dream to taunt her
Closing my eyes and waiting, my thoughts swirling around
It’s so hard to understand
Why I was taken to this point and still no one lends a hand
It’ll be tomorrow when you pick up your paper from the newsstand
Flickering through the morgue section,
My name
Your eyes
It’s to late for a resurrection
Ain’t this now just a reflection
And what you did; no action.
I’m wondering if your still here
I can’t feel you near
It’s cutting through, I feel the slicing of the veneer
My life is in my hands now, this is my course of steer
It’s a path not easily taken, one I know you fear
But the pain lessens as the time grows near
A minute in time to think of those you hold dear
Yeah and every five seconds the one’s who laughed and sneered.
Swift enough to break glass
All thoughts shattering none of that mattering
Hopes and dreams scattering your back to being flat again
My head’s hurting the same, though I’m feeling deranged
Every feeling and thought I’d contained
Happens to be seeping from these slit veins
I’m still happy to not sit and complain
I can see my flowing life down the drains
I’m still happy to not sit and complain
I see my life down the drains
There’s nothing left to feel pa….