i am sick and tired of this,
may the razor blades dance again
voices running through my head
i just want this pain to end
my past is behind me now
still the futures looking bleak
all i want is one last chance
entwined in loves burning heat
the mirror looks back in my eyes
a reflection full of lies
everytime i think of you
drowning in tears, im torn in two
a river of bloody tears
questions that have no answer
i deside its time to fly
grow wings, leave this world behind
'a more pleasant suicide'
since you went away
ive turned out the lights
let the rain fall down
wash away my life
charlotte marie peachey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-more-pleasent-suicide/
