It's my fault again.
But I can't lie forever.
He losing it and so am I.
I'm crying but I can't let anyone hear me.
I just wish it was over.
I'm tired of being scared.
I'm tired of lying.
Tired of wishing I knew what was going to happen.
She keeps acting like she doesn't know.
Last time something like this happen.
I nearing die.
The pills, the knife it was all there.
And I almost took it.
My sweet escape.
I'm tired of these talks.
What's she doing?
Who's she talking to?
Where's the damn money?
It's always the same.
I want it over.
I'm tired of being scared.
God am I so tired of being scared.
But I can't help it.
It will never be over.
But when it doesn't end,
I will be in more pain.
Where's my escape.
It's sitting in front of me.
in the form pills.
Round and smooth.
My sweet deadly escape.
I'm scared.
Of myself,
My life,
My mother and father,
and most of all fate.
 Christmas_B_Says_By_2_You · Wed Jul 09, 2008 @ 05:10am · 1 Comments |
