I died not by suicide

Drama; Silence;                                                                                                                                                     Who wants violence                                                                                                                                              Dark dreams, evil screams                                                                                                                                    Hold on strong, the fight is nearly gone                                                                                                            Fighting to breath, fighting to see                                                                                                                             Its hard to believe this is me                                                                                                   

I'm tempted when he calls my name,
A way out, an escape, an end to shame,                                                                                                            They will say I died of suicide,
But no one knows how much they've lied,
It wasn't a rope, a blade, or pills,
That broke my soul, and gave me chills.

 

I died inside so long before,
To live each day, an endless chore,
Pills could not kill what was already dead,
A twisted soul, an empty head….

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