Sitting on this balcony
Twenty stories off the ground
My feet dangling off the ledge
I'm contemplating flying
Quickly to the ground
Blood frum cut up skin
Is slowly dripping to the ground.
I wonder if anybody sees me
So high up in the air
If they saw me,
Would anybody care?
Would they wonder why
I'm not asleep in bed?
Can nobody feel
The crimson blood drops
Plopping on their head?
I wonder if they'd try
To catch me if I fell.
Does anybody see me
In this living hell?
Alone in life
Alone inside.
I'm making my decision.
I slit my wrists down to the bone
The razor blade slowly sliding
Sensually slicing scared skin.
I give in to gravity
And let it have its way with me.
Cause of death:
Too broken inside
And no one cared to see
The problems and insecurities
That I had with me.
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