Dark days and darker nights
Have me ready to forfeit this fight
So in my right hand was my knife
I'm ready to take my own life
Ready to end it all when someone walked in
Turns out that it was one of my children
The sadness in their eyes
Was too much to hide
The pain that I would cause
Is more than my own flaws
But I want this all to end
So I try again
I pop pills when they leave
It's better than seeing myself bleed
But my stomach won't keep them down
Why does God want me to stick around?
So I wake up crying
Over my failed attempts at dying
I'm not looking forward to another year
I really don't want to be here
Unloved and unwanted
Misunderstood and taken for granted
These are just some of the things that aren't right
This is the story of my life
Have me ready to forfeit this fight
So in my right hand was my knife
I'm ready to take my own life
Ready to end it all when someone walked in
Turns out that it was one of my children
The sadness in their eyes
Was too much to hide
The pain that I would cause
Is more than my own flaws
But I want this all to end
So I try again
I pop pills when they leave
It's better than seeing myself bleed
But my stomach won't keep them down
Why does God want me to stick around?
So I wake up crying
Over my failed attempts at dying
I'm not looking forward to another year
I really don't want to be here
Unloved and unwanted
Misunderstood and taken for granted
These are just some of the things that aren't right
This is the story of my life
End Of Days by Yanee Brinks is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
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