Haunting thoughts race through my head, eerire whispers of what you’ve said.
I can’t go on anymore, all this pain I failed to bore.
It breaks my heart to let you go, I never want to be your foe.
I care for you, yes I do, I cannot let my feelings brew.
I hate these thoughts of goodbye, I wave to your picture as I cry.
A simple cut, so deep and cleam, trailing out an ample blood stream.
The blood, it flows, red and accusing, it’s never felt so abusing.
In the past scars have formed, I’m full of them; I’m so afraid this is the end.
I’m afraid my time has come, you’ll never see why I’m done.
My life is torture as you see, I’ve never been free to just be me.
I open my eyes I try to see but I’m blinded by the white light
I wish I may, I wish I might, wish away my simple life.
