gary hicinbothem - Death

Death is in my life,
as my love one departs,
why did my life start,
grad the switch blade then slam it through my heart,
my life is really hard,
I can’t do nothing right,
why did she leave my sight,

death is a feeling of permanent scars,
sadness and pain,
everybody plays the suicidal game,
the death of my loved one is gone forever,
has me morbid and afraid,

depression is something that everyone goes through,
I will suffocate myself farther,
then when my face turns blue,
nobody knows my feelings,
they don’t have a clue,

I want to die,
what about you

gary hicinbothem

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