I've Lost the Battle
By Riverette
I pick up the knife Wanting to die Cutting the strings So I can fly Fly to a place Where it won't hurt Fly to a place Where I won't feel like dirt "A life without love is a life not at all" I will never see love So tonight I shall fall Alone I will wait For my courage to come As I think my last thoughts My memory I draw from I look deep inside And reach for the good But all I see is darkness Cracks in the wood In such deep depression I try to stay strong But with so little hope left I can't wait very long To give up or to fight Which one will I choose? To give up or to fight Either way it seems I loose Written June 1st, 2000 © on Jan 05 2002 03:55 PM PST 0 • 1
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"I pick up the knife..."