Now I’m lost and I’m weary, so many tears
I’m suicidal, so don’t stand near me
My every move is a calculated step,
to bring me closer to embrace an early death
I’m barely standin, bout to go to pieces, screamin peace
And though my soul was deleted, I couldn’t see it
I had my mind full of demons tryin to break free
They planted seeds and they hatched, sparkin the flame
inside my brain like a match, such a dirty game
No memories, just a misery
Paintin a picture of my enemies killin me, in my sleep
Will I survive til the morning, to see the sun
Please God forgive me for my sins, cause here I come…
Re: Suicidal Thoughts..
Furqan…close souls we are, the key to get up and feel good again is staring closer at that sun…it won’t burn you, just warm you i hope:blush:
thought there is no hope left…only the desire to live and enjoy…
your poems are a good step forward cause they are enjoyable :love:
Re: Suicidal Thoughts..
nice 