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My heart was broken by a loved one
My thoughts were racked with pain
My mind was tormented by all my happy memories
My soul was drowned in loneliness
Even though I know suicide is not a cure
I often think of it
I wonder how many people would attend my funeral
How many would cry over my death
It does not matter how happy or sad I am
Those thoughts are always there
They pursue me like demons
They never give up and sometimes they are hard to resist
Normally, after an intense struggle, they go as fast as they
Come and all the pain they caused is forgotten
Come and all the pain they caused is forgotten
Normally, after an intense struggle, they go as fast as they
Come and all the pain they caused is forgotten
Come and all the pain they caused is forgotten
Even if I know that it was not the last time I met those
Demons, I'm not scared anymore
I've learned how to handle them
Or at least I hope so
Even if I know that it was not the last time I met those
Demons, I'm not scared anymore
I've learned how to handle them
Or at least I hope so
Even if I know that it was not the last time I met those
Demons, I'm not scared anymore
I've learned how to handle them
Or at least I hope so
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