Whats the reason for living? I'm caught in the squall How can I go on? I want to end it all I thought I was tough But I'm not really strong I thought I was right I learned I was wrong I've cried so many times I'm begining to laugh Its like a play and I know all the lines I'm reaching the final act How many ways to die? How many tears to cry? How many ways to fall in the dark? How many ways to lose your heart? How about a knife in the heart? Or a shot in the night? HOw about petrol and a spark? Or an impossible fight? I stand looking at the ledge Something lifts from me As i fall over the edge Setting me free And just before the black closes in I see your face in front of me Will I be able to repent my sins? After the deed is done I lie broken and shattered On the valley floor I know death will come My souls in tatters I can't take this anymore....
Reason for writing:
...depression....
Birth sign: Virgo
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