What good is wishing when you have nothing to wish for?

What good is wishing when you don't want to live anymore?

What good is wishing when no one cares?

What good is wishing when your heart just tears?

What good is wishing when he doesn't love you?

What good is wishing when no one cares what you do?

What good is wishing once your dead?

What good is wishing when all you see is red?

What good is wishing when you are about to die?

Wishing is no good, so i'll say good-bye.

I Did It

As I wonder if I have enough guts to do,
What my mind wants to,
I look for a knife,
So I can end my horrible life.

I find the sharpest one
So I can easily get the job done.
I take a minute to write
"Mom I killed myself I didn't fight."

Then I stab myself in the chest.
Finally I will be at rest
As I started to die I could see
My life wasn't as bad as I made it out to be.

I wished someone would have showed me,
Just how great life could be.
But it's too late to take it back,
As my whole world goes black.

You Lied

These dark thoughts spinning all around,
These dark thoughts leading me to the ground.
Begging for breath I take no air,
Come on death I'm almost there.
Always accused,
Always blamed.
Always used,
And always shamed.
This is it,
This is the end.
I really thought,
You were my friend.
Once I'm gone,
Once Ive died
Will you say "I'm Sorry"?
Will you tell them that you lied?

Let me be

I take this knife
Into my hand
Was a happy life
Too much to demand?
It will be ok
It will be alright
This is gonna be
My very last night
I think if you were here
What I would say
Because theres no tommorow
And theres no more today
My hand slides down
The knife goes through
Just think, this is
All because of you
I'm rolling around
On the floor
Trying to get up
To lock the door
I hear your voice
As death draws near
I see your face
I have no fear
Even in death
Its you I still can see
Why couldn't you
just let me be?

Fate

I stand here with a knife in my hand,
Am I really going to go ahead with this plan?
To end it all, my whole horrible life,
By slitting my wrist with a knife?

To go and get help it's way too late,
I already decided on this horrible fate.
After my life ends,
How will they handle it; my family and my friends??

I don't care I'll go on with it anyway,
I don't think I'll be able to bear another day.
The pain is minor all I can think about is what I've done,
I can't believe I've gone through with it,

I try to run.

To get to a phone but I can't even walk.
Would I be able to dial the numbers?

Would I be able to talk?

I'm getting dizzy and it's hard to take a breath,
As I sit here on the floor waiting for death.

Waiting for the lights to glow,
My breath gets shorter and my heart begins to slow.
I don't want to die I changed my mind.

I want to live,
My life I do not want to give.

How can I take it back?
How can I erase this horrible fact??
If only Mum were here,

I could look her in the eye.
To tell her that I'm sorry and say goodbye.