Locked up all the time
mom yelling like someone did a crime.
brothers making me cry
sister saying I need to die.
grandma trying to help
but doesn't understand the deals I've dealt.
music blaring up
loud enough I no longer hear the fuss.
cutting my wrist deeper and deeper
relasing the blood keeps getting better and better.
going deep enough to where my world is a blur
my words starting to slur.
quiting within time
off to bed to cry.
time morning comes
my bed is stained with blood.
try waking me up
not understanding what the heck is wrong.
angels come to me singing a sad song
now they all got their wishes for me gone.
no more sin
never to awake again.
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