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L.E
From: Edmonton, Alberta, Canada |
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IP:
...The Pain In My Soul...Unreal Beyond Beleif...
...I Die...Die In Utter Despair...By My Own Hands...
The time ticks slowly...the bell rings...I drop my pencil lead...
...The last day of school...for me anyway...tonight I will be dead
The ringing lasts years...I look around...nobody meets my gaze...
...The pain inside of me...hurts a little more...dry leaves to a fiery blaze
Nobody talks to me...as I walk into the bustling beginnings of life...
...Bullies run into me...I hide my face...nobody even cares that I'm alive
The lock to my locker...I twist and turn...angry...and so very depressed...
...I even told people my plot...but they laugh at what I so seriously confessed
The door swings open...I tear down my cheek...the garbage bag is prepared...
...For this life...I would trade for anything...EVERYTHING is better when compared
The bag is heavy with my books...at least my family wouldn't have to come...
...I wish I didn't have to do this...I wish my life could be completely re-done
Depression sinks into my skin...the girl I love slithers like a salamander...
...She does not even give me a glance...well I guess it's stuck-up standard
The snow outside...bites at me...cold, bitter, howling...just like my soul...
...I feel nothing...the only task in my mind takes my conscious wit full control
I look at the sun...the last one I will ever see...I won't see tomorrow...
...Even God is mocking me...I'm trudging through winter's deep sorrow
The snow falling down to me...it's like an actual metaphore for myself...
...Me...shattered to pieces...me drowning in my emotional bad health
I walk in my door...my dad looks to me and says... "Your grades can be better..."
...Great, that's all I really need...some more shit to add to the suicide letter
My phone's ringtone sets off...the possibility of pain stalking like a panther...
...My mom's hurtful words spread like cancer...why did I really have to answer?
Now it is night time...I am sitting on my bed...my pen and paper in hand...
..."It's nobody's fault...I guess I am really just a week and feeble man"
"Nobody is to blame...well maybe you are for causing me so much pain..."
..."You wouldn't listen to me...You thought there was somethin wrong wit my brain"
"Fuck you...fuck you all for taking my soul...you destroyed it literally..."
..."You are laughin' now, until you realize all of you were truly killing me..."
...My Neck Is Slit...I Am Finally Dead...
...My Soul Burning In Hell...
...Did I Really Escape..?... |