Never know when its going to hit
Never know what your going to do
Never know how your going to feel
A Suicidal Nightmare is darker
Then any other regular Nightmare
You will ever have
You feel lost with in it
There is no why out
you feel the Darkness
right beside you
The pain is like 1,000 deaths
running though you
It gets so heard to breath
Your suffocating
You collapse on the floor
You had a enough
You grab a butcher knife
Time to wake up form this Suicidal Nightmare
You stick it though your gut
Then you let out a scream
the pain is so real
You see the blood
You pool the knife out
every one is looking at you
It was no dream
You just had to much meth
people are just looking at you they cant help
there high two
As you lat there bleeding
You laugh cause you know its the end
Then the tears start to fall
Will anyone miss you
What will happen the next day
Ill tell you
they don't care about your
But they don't what trouble
so they though you body on the side of the rode some were
As every thing gets dark
You stop feeling pain
You say fuck then die
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