Ganja

You've got me doing all of these things, when everything is filled with pain. I smoke more because I want to overdose. I feel not fit anymore to live this life. I'm so messed up because of you. My death will only be a satisfaction to you. I am your destruction. Those words you'd said, already said before. Make me cry at night, scream as my heart breaks a new. Real life calls but im stuck in misery. Always hiding my scars, like a jailer pulling on his bars. My fragile suicide would be too bitter for me now. I wish violence, death, resolution. Ganja me now, Drink me to death. Until I'm nothing left, With every intake of smoke, with every exhaled breath, I dissappear a little more inside. Goodbye!