Suicide, by Cutie In A Death Cab Subscribe to rss feed for Cutie In A Death Cab 

I'm racking my brain
I'm shaking my head
I'm forcing myself
To get out of bed

I'm dying
I'm crying
And lying
As I'm sighing

I wan't to call
But I can't even crawl
To the phone
I'm so alone

I blame myself
I'm so weak
It's all my fault
That things look bleak

I search for strength
to hold on tight
But my grasp is loose
So is my sight

Blurry vision
Makes it hard
And now my wrists
Are red and scarred

I want to cry
I want to die
I want to live
But I can't try
Posted: 2005-01-20 22:36:36 UTC
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2005-04-26 12:01:24Candy
I really like your poems, I've read most of them. I just joined this site, and your's is one of tha first that I've read, Thanks for tha inspiration to write. -Candy

2005-11-16 23:14:40Crimson_Tide915
very nice, i know you probably dont do that stuff but i dont like it when people do but it was a good poem liked it a lot

2006-09-02 02:35:22*Psychopathic Child*
i really like this poem it really makes a lot of sense. great job