Suicide
It's dark
and it's scary.
I'm still alive and breathing,
but just barely.
You're sitting by my bed
thinking your dreaming.
You sit there and pray
that I awake from sleeping.
You start to cry
about the scary thought.
That I might not wake up
and you think it's your fault.
I want to wake
and tell the truth.
But I can't because the darkness is calm
and to smooth.
I've got to wake,
I've got to tell.
It wasn't your fault
and I'm putting you through hell.
I was hurt
and wanted to die.
I know you didn't mean it,
I know what you said was a lie.
We had a fight,
a huge war.
The war in which
I walked out the door.
I want to come back,
imurge from the darkness.
And give you my heart back
and complete forgiveness.
I finally awake
and see you there.
You start to cry
and kiss my hair.
I tell you I love you
and I don't want to lose you.
You pull me close
and tell me you love me too.
I start to cry
and cover my head.
With the shirt on your body
while you sit on my bed.
My chest hurts,
my chest aches.
Probably from the bullet I used
or the life I tried to take.
I love you so much
so I have to say.
Mend my heart again
and I will stay...
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