Agony and Defeat
The day completed in agony is finished in my bed, and know I’m laying, crying, and i have a throbbing in my head. I’m not so sure today went well, and I think I should quit life, I feel almost certain, when my wrist reflects in the knife. An adrenaline rush could free me, and start my blood end, the only thing to stop me, is the love you’re willing to send.