Suicidal lackluster

 Drowning myself,

Into pills

And killing myself slowly and softly;

Drifting into a deep slumber.

 

Waking up into another dimension

And realized that I’m a living soul;

I succeeded in killing myself

And now I’m free.

 

All I want is to be alone

And to be accepted

But no one gave it to me;

Now that I’m gone I’m happy.

 

Now blaming yourselves for what I’ve done

Don’t worry

I won’t hunt you anymore

But your conscience will kill you.

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