Suicidal Happiness

(The graves in my mind)

Falling Happiness


Torn paper and shattered tears
Suicidal attempts and hated fears
Cold heart and broken wings
Hated life and psychedelic things
Scared skin on beautiful beings
Tired eyes and war-like scenes
Fighting parents that disintegrates a soul
Screwed up minds that leave you cold
Many of blades that glide across a heart of steel
Refusals to be ok and understand what’s real
Beliefs that suicide is forever right
So hated that whimpers leak into the night
Death bed confessions that could break all
Watch the pathetic girl jump as she falls

Submitted: Thursday, April 18, 2013
Edited: Friday, April 19, 2013

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