Controlling, Demanding

In memory of Michigan Carlyle. The one person who taught me suicide isn't for cowards.

 Controlling, demanding, 

To know what’s wrong. 

Can I help you, 

I think not. 

Let me lie here, 

Let me die here, 

Turning your floor crimson. 

Mistakes, mistakes, 

Whirlwind of lies, 

Did I hurt you, 

I think not. 

Who else could it be, 

My sweet Michigan C, 

You jumped, 

you died, 

I cried, 

they lied. 

No recovery, 

clinical insanity, 

That’s me on the brink, 

Watch me slip, 

Was I pushed did I fall, 

Do you even care at all. 

It’s too late now, 

Wipe your tears and slit your wrists, 

I won’t be here for long.