The voices screaming in my head
whispering thoughts of death
Soft thougn turns into cold hands
and all life is under god`s command
When we take it out of self protection
we are put up for attitude correction
Sorrow and grief subside to anger
love becomes a threatening strangler
My heart long for that moment of peace
the last seconds before my eternal relief
The world lookng down as I make my desicion
as I make the final incition
Life comes pouring out of my heart
when for them my world falls apart
They don`t know I have been dead for too long
every day singing the same mournful song
I cut the strings of my own life
for once taking control of my strife
Making me unvunerable from hurt and pain
untill the cycle starts again
and I drag myself behind a charriot of regret
because the faults I made I will not forget
One day I`ll take the knife to my heart
and for once tear my whole life and death apart
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