Sat in the driver’s side with thoughts of pulling triggers
Planned a single gunshot wound to myself with an exhale like it’s done my…
Enemy in me relentless regarding seeking my submission
Just two days ago he tried to lock me in my own prison
Saw a tall brick wall with my shaking right foot on the gas
Thoughts of second gear making suffering end fast
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It isn’t a friendly suggestion from a friendly place
Whispering nothing will ever get better close your case
Demons studying like a doctorate is a first-grade holiday
Constantly whispering isn’t life pointless try suicide today
Smile all around town then go home carve regret
Underneath my clothes leaving undergarments blood wet
Finally away from the razor of despair
Unfortunately it still exists praying a bad day will make care less
We carelessly agree to our own deaths.
Potential so bright enemies attack at birth
Possibilities to shake the world so they want to strike first
If you disappear who will make a change
Must be something in you making your enemies afraid
Why else do they laugh when you are depressed
Angry as hell when you’re feeling your best
Fighting against unseen ropes and they would love if you’d hang yourself unable to cope.
Emotion Dough 
What are you thinking about after reading this?