Copyright, Jordan

Rain rain go away,
make the misery disappear
let my blood
fall upon the floor
please don’t let me cry no more


Copyright, Jordan

On the spiral going down,

never w/ a smile, always w/ a frown

hatred spread all through me like an old withered tree.

I hate life, life hates me, why won’t someone just kill me.

Stop the hurt and stop the pain, i should just slice the vein.

Now im lying on my bed, sliced the vein and almost dead, feeling dizzy with a light head

Now im seeing a bright light, trying to focus with all of my might, this feeling i have… what a delight. No more pain, no more fight


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