Itch

life sucks and then you die
fuck love and happiness, why even try?
friends say smile, be happy, be strong
if i keep searching, it wont be long
i see the joy i wish i had
in the hearts and faces of others,
it makes me sad
i think i can escape my loneliness and pain
with knife in hand held over my vein
to those who think it's hell i will go
it can't be worse, you just don't know!
i decide to be strong, to end it this day
I'll journey to heaven, i hope, i pray
i feel an itch inside my wrist,
1,2,3 seconds more, i won't exist
i think once more, of the one i care about,
with my last breath, to her i cry out
you are my friend, who i love so true
i love you so much, more than friends do
i knew it would change our friendship
hurting your happiness, too
so this i never told you,
this you never knew
please don't hurt, please don't cry
for being my friend, i say thank you, and goodbye
--Shawn Cook
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