All day, every day,
My mind races and burns
With so many questions, so
Many thoughts, all of them
Negative or suicidal.
I constantly beg everyone,
Even without saying it directly,
To let me go, but nobody
Ever does, and why?
All I do is create more pain, and
The snow-filled skies of May
In Colorado make me feel like
Nature herself is against me and
The soil underneath my fat feet
Burns the skin and makes me
Look back at the razor blades and
Bottles of booze, all because of
The people who I thought loved me but
All I want people to do is
Let me go, if they’re not going
To offer help, if they’re not
Going to love me the way I
Need them to.
I don’t have a choice, I didn’t choose
The life I live now, and I know
The blood that's dripped from my
Arms were shed for nothing, the
Tears I’ve shed for HER mean nothing,
The constant aching of my heart, wanting
HER to love me back, has been for nothing.
The rope tied around my neck was built to
Keep me alive, and now that it’s old and brittle,
All I want is for the people who still hold onto me