In this world we are filled with pain,
We are filled with anger,
Me, I'm filled with sucidal thoughts.
I reach for a gun when I need help,
When I need a tiny bullet spitting my blood.
I wanna end it fast,
I wanna send it to my head.
I grab my blade when I want the pain.
I want to run the cold rigged steel across my veins.
I want to see the crimson squirt,
I wanna feel the warmth flow.
In this world we are filled with pain,
We are filled with anger,
Me, I'm filled with suicidal thoughts.
Joshua Pelham
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suicidal-thoughts-2/
