My Death

Locked up my heart
With a key to the chest
Wanna hang on the rope
And take my last breath
My soul done sunk
To a negative depth
Only way to solve this
Is off with my death
Put me in a coffin
Buried six feet
Alone in my casket
Countin the sheep
Did it all on my own
You'll never hear me weep
Been disregarded I am the black sheep
Askin why i wanna die
Callin my mind weak
My hearts been beaten
Peace im seekin
Depression made its way
Through my mind
It must have sneaked in
Breakin my heart
And i think it stopped beating
Wrist filled with scars
With the damage im dealin
Cut down my wrist
N the blood start seepin
You know there's no drug
That'll do for the healin

Not enough liquor
For my brain to stop bleedin
Started one cut
Now everyday its repeatin
My heart and soul arguin
Just like they competing
hard drugs gettin fucked
Up on the weekends
To escape this pain
Buried deep inside my brain
Yea we do it for the pain
Do you think that im insane
Blade marks on my wrist
Reachin to the fucking vein