My pain got the better of me
I wasn't alone literally,
But I felt like I was... Drinking with "friends" and chatting about ex's, should of known it would go wrong.
I wasn't drunk enough my friend said, as I split my drink all over the couch. I responded by taking a few more shots, I should of had my doubts.
We then went to the bar where I became numb. I talked to some guys tried to have fun.
But the moment came when I saw my face, in that pretty little mirror..
I ripped it off the wall, it came shattering down. Onto me and my friend cuts all around.
I got kicked out of the bar, so i stumbled away, to the park by the tracks hoping to take my pain away.
A quick slice with the razor to calm myself down, where are you going? asked a few cops from town.
I got escorted to the car to be taken home I guess, they never knew I was trying, to reach the end with death











