I sit in the window as i watch the children play,
As i worry about everything that had gone wrong that day.
As my wrists go numb,
I look down and see,
my life flash before me as my blood runs free.
As i once again look out the window
i lift my head to see
the clouds are slowly rolling towards me.
The children run off to seek shelter from the storm, the day replays, as i sit there alone.
There is no going back, but the fight still continues with the blood i surely lack.
My vision starts to get dark, and the storm rages on, as the wind whistles and the trees sway
i really wish it could end a different way.
As my blood flows freely,
I put my hand to the window as the clouds roll out, and without a care and without any doubt i cry as my mind gos blank and my body grows numb as i dont have to worry or care,
Im letting go while i cry my tears..
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