
Suicidal thoughts on paper. I was on the roof of a hotel... I just couldn't jump, I know there's something holding me back. So I wrote this.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy/Suspense - Words: 200 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 01-24-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3094891
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[Verse]
Black painted nails
Clwaing at her pale skin
No one knows
No one will notice
Her absence
She just wants to disappear
One more step
[Chorus]
Standing on a rooftop
Looking
But not really watching
Cars are flying by
Not a clue
Of what's going to happen
What's going to hit the ground
[Verse]
Closing her eyes
She can't look down
She's empty
She doesn't want to hesitate
Her skin is full of red marks
Scars that's never healing
Both inside and out
Even though she doesn't feel
She cries
[Chorus]
Standing on a rooftop
Tears are falling like the rain
There's no turning back now
Cars are flying by
Not a single clue
Of what's about to hit the ground
In few moments
[Bridge]
I'm not scared anymore
I'm just numb
One step at a time
Towards the edge
Don't look back
I wont change my mind
I'm already falling forward
[Chorus]
Standing on a rooftop
Looking but not really watching
There's no turning back now
Cars are flying by
Not a clue
Of what's about to hit the ground
In few moments...
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