The Pathway To Suicide by Gothical Sences

The pathway to suicide,
Sitting again in my room alone,
Hurting in so many ways not shown,
In my written words i confide,
Things i feel in the darkness i hide,
No-one knows or likely cares,
I just avoid the awkward stares,
They don't see all that i do,
Everything you put me through,
Torture and torment i always receive,
And your true intentions to make me grieve,
To make me wish for death to come,
For me to want a life of boredom,
To much i live through to much pain,
Must you make me run out in the rain,
Leave me there to bleed and die,
These wounds are not what makes me cry,
There's got to be just more to life then this,
Or tell me why do i exist,
The words you say how low you make me feel,
Those are the wounds that will never heal,
My self-image is based on you,
I think everything you say is true,
So i am useless pathetic and weak,
I don't deserve to be able to speak,
Next time you hurt me body and mind,
Heed one request, please be that kind,
As to take me to the place where i wave,
Down the path that leads to my shallow grave....