Life Story

Confusion that does nothing but surround
This life to where I'm bound
This world to where it is to end
All the things left there is to mend
Come save me
All the cuts that made me bleed
Smothering me with this pillow
Turning me into a lonesome widow
Tears that you always see
My body language speaks for me
Pouring out my life story to you
Hoping theres something you can do
Hold your arms out so I can run to you
Nothing left you can really do
Running out of breath
Surrounded by what they call death
All this is not a hallucination
Causing more then less frustration
Hold me tight and never let go
Another life story there is to know
Covering my face in your chest
Afraid of telling you the rest
Looking at you with frowning eyes
Speaking out that causes more pleading crys
Come save my life before there is nothing left to save
Looking down at my grass-covered grave.