Nothing To Live For
Broken dreams that led to my death
aching and breaking while losing my breath
I'm trying my best to succeed in my life
though I slit my wrist with a kitchen knife.
Slowly I'm bleeding and bleeding to death
I looked to the Heavens and had nothing left
I'm aching and breaking and losing my mind
when I close my eyes, I wouldn't be kind.
© Josiah Bhola Hillaire
aching and breaking while losing my breath
I'm trying my best to succeed in my life
though I slit my wrist with a kitchen knife.
Slowly I'm bleeding and bleeding to death
I looked to the Heavens and had nothing left
I'm aching and breaking and losing my mind
when I close my eyes, I wouldn't be kind.
© Josiah Bhola Hillaire