Stained Monochrome Wings

Suicide Story

11-05-13

This journal you gave me,

once in love

thought to be so true.

Now to write an anthem

of this hate,

of yours and mine.

Just another exaggerated fable

in your Suicide Story.

You say you're as sane as you've

ever been; as insane I'll interject.

Cry me a river. Everything you say,

this cause of betray,

is the reason why we're all so faraway!

Pushing, pushing, isolation.

Self-harm and mutilation!

Put a gun to your skull,

blow away the bullshit.