Slippery Slope

Follow me through the hallow hall of hell.
Choke on pills to tall to swallow,
then repent, to satisfy your bent sense,
of what represents, deeper issues.
Cutting deeper tissues,
while people you've abandoned, miss you.

Engulfed by madness,
choking on sadness.
I remember the journey
to self destruction.
I think I need some stress reduction.
Missed calls building up, because I'm ducking,
now I'm getting no response and interruptions.

No longer trusted, peers disgusted,
I'm a breath away from jumping.
No more running, I've given up,
done with it, I don't even love me.