Tuesday, December 9

Today I lost my reasons,
To live through all the seasons,
Bash my head,
And go to bed,
Why isn't this pain easing?

No reason to feel the pain,
But my life isn't the same.
Just need a day,
to run away,
turn the flour back to grain.

Need a reminder to remember,
If its June or December,
I want to stop it now,
I don't care how,
To this hurt I must surrender.

Tomorrow will be the day.
That the voices will get their way,
Slit my throat,
Bleed and choke.
But thats still a day away....

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