god is a wasteful word
bruises and cuts made sore
love is dead
just words inside my head
hate is all i treasure
love is just a waste
sadness over powering my mind
this madness will end over time
an end so close to the skin
i just want the pain to end
razors and blood is seen
i just want to be free
i touch the wounds on my arms
my entire life was harm
i see the chains and ropes
all i can do is hope
i cry a river of dead memories
my mind will be soon free
i crawl to the edge and look down
my mind is about to drown
i take a step off the edge
i begin to fall off the ledge
i watch myself fall
many eyes will see all
the smile on my face as i hit
the pain released from where i sit
this is a godless world
we are a godless soul
death to me is fine
this is a godless suicide
COMMENTS
-