alone
in my room
i ponder my existance
what will i be remembered for?
alone
i conjur thoughts
of just ending it now
slow but true
alone
i remember laughing
with my friends in this room
why does everybody leave me?
alone
i grab a knife
and pray that this will work
it'll be the only thing in my life that goes right.
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broken
searching for meaning
i claw my way through
thousands of feelings
useless
i sit alone in my room
with nothing to do
nothing to look forward to
lonely
im still alone in my room
with nothing to do
nobody knows my pain
hate
i feel everything
im numb to nothing
your words scar like a knife never could





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