Overdose
Happiness is a love I cannot hold
The haters took it, it’s been sold
Poor little girl, crying on her bed
“I love you,” no one ever said
It’s not a joy having no dad
What can she do all alone and sad?
No positive feelings, not anymore
Get up, walk over, shut the door
Being alone is her only peace
Wanting to be gone has increased
Like a light, you hit your short
Blank inside, makes the mind hurt
Why should I live? Why do I cry?
Why am I hated? How should I die?
Life is a bitch and death I her twin
If I die now, I created a sin
I can’t go on, it hurts too much
There’s ways to disappear, guns and such
I can’t live or think, I cry every night
Let’s be gone, and fight the light
Grab the case, the pieces are white
Snow like objects, but like dynamite
The crisis can’t withstand life or death
At least I’m not dying, addicted to meth
Grab some of them and pop a few
My death rate now enormously grew
I’m a little dizzy, I hit the floor
I hear someone come and open the door
Screaming and crying is the last thing I hear
Soon everything begins to disappear
I chose life’s hatred twin
Yes, death is the only thing that wins
(2013)
A lot of my friends' parents are divorced and don't get along with their family. And I know many of my friends who overdose and have ended up in hospitals. I just decided to put the two together.
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