10 May 2012
Braided rope, you sing to me. You know that I can't cope and only you hear my quiet plea.
The time has come, to make a stand. Hear the deathly drum, I am at your command.
(I know that I shouldn't but its my only way out Face my demons, I couldn't. They could barely hear me SHOUT.)
Sitting here, patiently. Staring at you longingly. You can end everything, but you won't say a thing.
(I REALLY shouldn't do this But what other choice do I have? Taunting me into the eternal bliss I need to stop myself)
Braided rope, wrap around my neck. The drumming gets louder, deafening. Couldn't keep my demons in check. I'm quietly regretting.
Your roughness offers no sympathy. You cant offer me anything but murder by inanimate. Another escape rope.
But how long is a piece of rope? Will it break my fall? Will it end it all?
(I shouldnt have done it Too late to regret People on the other side Offered me help But it was too late)
Murder By Inanimate • Opuss № I