Life's Broken Road

I walk alone
on this cold, desolate street
hoping to encounter
no strangers to greet

with my broken smile
and tear-stained face
the rain washes away
the crimson stains

the sick, twisted thoughts
that flood my mind
I remember the lies
as I contemplate suicide

I continue to wander
along this long-winding road
attempting to escape sorrow
but, of course, there's only one way out

so please don't think you'll see me tomorrow