Deny Suicide

 

                                Down and down I fall

                                                Curled tight in a ball

                                                                Tears of anguish on my face

                                                                                Demons tearing on the chase

                                                                                                Dyeing in a sea of dought

                                                                                I scream, I yell, I cry, I shout

                                                                Free me from this endless pain

                                                Free me from the endless rain

                                I wish I didn’t feel this way

                                                Haunting, choking even my day

                                                                Pulling snapping at my heart

                                                                                Slicing cutting me apart

                                                                                                Blood pools on the floor

                                                                                                             Death breaks in the door

                                                                                                I will refuse to give in

                                                                                Suicide won’t be my sin

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