I can't take this madness, this stress, this pain.
It seems every day life is driving me insane.
The bills touch the ceiling, the roof now touches the ground.
Even when there is silence, noises still linger around.
My body was too thin yesterday, but now it is too fat.
I used to have a vivid memory, but now it's set on whack.
My love went on vacation and it never came back.
I've got to end this misery, cause I will never get back on track.
I pray that GOD will help me, before I have to pack.
My suitcase is nearly ready, to set forth on that blessed trip.
I hope that GOD forgives me, for wanting to leave so quick.
So I am going to take this medicine and slowly close my eyes.
Hoping that in the morning the sun doesn't rise.
Hoping that this madness is over and I make it to the other side.
Still, free, and breathless, a successful suicide.
Written By: Tonya C. Lewis
It seems every day life is driving me insane.
The bills touch the ceiling, the roof now touches the ground.
Even when there is silence, noises still linger around.
My body was too thin yesterday, but now it is too fat.
I used to have a vivid memory, but now it's set on whack.
My love went on vacation and it never came back.
I've got to end this misery, cause I will never get back on track.
I pray that GOD will help me, before I have to pack.
My suitcase is nearly ready, to set forth on that blessed trip.
I hope that GOD forgives me, for wanting to leave so quick.
So I am going to take this medicine and slowly close my eyes.
Hoping that in the morning the sun doesn't rise.
Hoping that this madness is over and I make it to the other side.
Still, free, and breathless, a successful suicide.
Written By: Tonya C. Lewis
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