When times past its litmit

Bloods pacing, minds racing, loosing track, you lack, the thoughts, that could possibly bring yo back, to reality, stuck with cruelty, in bedded into our minds, it blinds, the simple thought of sliding a blade across your skin, makes you tingle within, we get called names because were different from everyone else, in all we have just ourself, to cry alone in the dark, suddenly there's a spark, in you head, you know you want to be dead, everything will go away, how could you pass up something so clear as day, always in pain, we've lit the flame, now let's wait for everything to fade, thanks to that blade, your letting your wings come out, while you leave your body that was set to always pout, there is no more pain, cause you've set your wings to fly, way up in this beautiful sunsetting sky, your pains all gone, you like a new born fawn, waiting to see what lays ahead, beyond the soft cloudy bed, see you again in another life, I've made my strife, long enough to see you can't hold what'd inside of thee in this life