Tuesday, July 14, 2015

suicide. suicide. suicide.

Slowly and slowly
Pieces by pieces

It's all breaking down.
My life, my heart, my body ..
Everything

Life is an ocean I'm drowning

I've been countless times for someone to save me

But nothing came

I wonder, was it something I did wrong
Where did I went wrong

I thought moving on to another phase of life
Things would get better.

But I'm still that old same girl,
ugly and used.

Maybe one day if I were to commit suicide, if I were to die, then they'll truly believe me when I said "I'm sad."