Suicide part2
By little_irish_rose •
Blackened room,
tinted windows,
bars against the glass.
Tears of pain,
constant crying,
cuts all over my arms.
Blood dripping,
tastes like heaven,
nothing to live for.
Craving suicide,
wanting death,
let the pain go away.
Blinded by blood,
mute by tears,
dead by morning.
Leaving home,
going home,
the work of a dead girl.