![]() SuicideA Poem by Dead
I can hear them again,
The voices inside my head, They tell me to sin, To cut until I'm dead, I close my eyes shut tight, Against the shadows, Darker than night, Trying to lure me past the shallows, Into a world without sound, Though it's nice there's no one around, And fear stabs at me cold as ice, It tells me to just go to sleep, Maybe tonight I won't count sheep...
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