suicidal tendancies

By , batavia, NY
razors on the floor
pills on the desk
a noose in the door way
the knife against my chest

i just want to sleep
now and forever
forget you even met me
would be the best choice ever

slit my wrist blood pours out
trying my hardest
not to scream and shout

my body lay limp
on the cold damp floor
words written in blood
my heart always yours





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