It started with a little scratch
Ended up as big red patch
I bled day and night
Never thought I would see this sight
But now I wonder how to remove it
How did this depression hit
These suicidal thoughts that flow my way
How do I put them aside, far away
He was the one to always take care
But now it's my turn, life isn't fair
He left and I have reached this state
Up until now it was everything but hate
But now hate is in me, not for him
But just for me, for all of my whim
How did I reach this place in life
How did I end up in this strife
The answers are not known to me
All I know is that hate consumes me
And the end it very near
No more with a cover that is sheer
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