It almost seems to make sense
To be obsessed with my own death
I stare at my wrists
And imagine slicing them
Beautiful scars
Burns left a mark on my body
Just the slightest touch makes me cringe
Trying not to offend
But I can't stand to have you around
It almost seems to make sense
To one day wish for, and the next day fear
My own death
I stare at my wrists
And can't imagine slicing them
Unforgiving Scars
I'd show you where they are
But I can not yet reveal my soul
"Glimpse" Originally written on November 27, 2002
A moment
Just a glimmer
A glimpse
A taste
A shimmer of hope
Just maybe
Almost
Could it be
An emotion
Too strong for me
To numb and chase away
Tell me
Are you thoroughly unimpressed yet?
Because I for one
Am sick of my own s***
I can't stand this baggage
That I so faithfully protect
Unforgiving
I refuse to forget
"I Just Exist" Originally written on November 3, 2002
I have forfeited my right to live
Given up the fight to survive
So for now I seem to drift
Barely here, I just exist
I surrender my heart
Feel free to do what you wish with it
I abandon my mind
I have no need for it
I release my soul
Free it from this hollow shell
Don't bother to hold the door
I'll take the stairs to hell
"Dead and Alone" Originally written on June 16, 2003
I put the gun in my mouth
Close my eyes
Pull the trigger
And feel instant relief
It's over
It's finally over
To late I realize
To my horror I find
My soul drifts...
It lingers here
I'm forever chained to my misery
I'm unable to cry physical tears
But there is still a pain
So strong
So severe
Unable to describe it
There is no one else here
My worst fears have become a reality
I'm dead
And alone
