The Knife

Suicide is on my mind
Everything's collapsing
I don't know what to do
About everything that's happening
It's all falling apart
These are not just words
These are cries for help
That always go unheard
No one seems to understand
Anything that's going on
Your God is doing this to me
But you will say I'm wrong
I've tried everything in my power
To make this go away
But I'm still stuck with this shit every fucking day

This is a call for help
Somebody make this shit stop
I'm ready for this to end
Ready for my body to drop
If it can't stop just end my life
I need the courage
I already have the knife

My arms are scarred
From half assed attempts
I can never push hard enough
Because I'm a fucking wimp
Alcohol is a temporary fix
But I can't drink all the time
Drugs make me feel better
But I still feel like I'm...
A soulless being
Somehow roaming the earth
Wandering with no reason
Doomed since birth