Dead Girl Walking

I took a long walk to refrain from thinking.
I brought my friend Cocaine along as I waited for the next train.
I smoked away the words I deeply wanted to say.
The screaming in my brain couldn’t be understood by someone sane.
I tried to keep my pain from you.

I let you see my demons; I guess that was your reason.
I should have smiled and said I was ok, if that meant you would stay.
You left me, when I spoke about my sadness eating me whole.
You didn’t want to stay with the sad girl covered in jagged scars on her arms.You could have saved me, instead you waved goodbye.

Once again I was alone; the darkness within me became my only home.
I erased you with time, I faced that you are no longer mine.
I shouldn’t have said a thing, if I would have known you would go.
I needed you,
I pleaded by the tracks.
The train is about to pass.

I weep as I drink gin feeling a grin of freedom within.
I died long ago, now my empty soul has been taken below.
You could have saved me, instead you easily erased me.

My Wrists left bleeding, needed your healing.
My mind seeking meaning of what I’m seeing.
You presumed I was insane; you left me with my pain.

Now I stand by the train, I have a flashback of you waving.
My heart starts caving.
I walked onto the wood,
and only then I understood the good in good-byes.
As I took my own life.