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Suicide Warning
I take one cuz'
I needed to feel it so much,
I had an emotional crutch
Empty pill bottles were scattered across rotted wooden floorboards. The mirror cabinet door hang ajar, the glass shattered in the center.
But, I'm feeling bored
So I'll take some more
Cause nothing is happening
It hadn't been long since his mother died. His father wasn't home. He never was. And ever since he left.... The house was quiet and boring, a small spark of excitement couldn't hurt, right?
Once you told me you loved me so much
I foolishly began to trust
But, now I'm ignored
And I'm taking more
Til something is happening
Images of his pale, lifeless body laying in the old, antique casket forever burned in his memory. At night he thought he heard him singing, calling to him. Maybe he wants him to join him up in heaven? Did he go to heaven?
Cause once
I thought you were right here with me
So, maybe I'll take two or three
Until I believe that what I have seen
Is really happening
His face. His face is all he saw. Every crowd, every screen, every book cover, every window! Sometimes even the mirror. No longer did he see himself. Hell, he forgot what he looked like. But the one time he did see himself, the person he saw was an alien. A monster. A freak. Someone worth punching. He wished he could continuing seeing him, instead.
HOW COULD YOU LEAVE ME
WHEN I AM IN NEED OF YOUR LOVE?!
STOP HOLDING BACK!
GIVE ME ONE REASON
TO THINK THAT YOU'RE DECENT
Alone. That's what he has been, and is now! But not for long.
WHEN I AM
ALONE.
ALONE.
ALONE.
Pop. Clink. Gulp. Down the hatch with a swig. It burned, but that's all it took for Edd to finally be with his love once again. The very person that drove him mad. Crazy. Psycho. And holy shit did he love it.
An empty pill bottle and a half-ful cola can.
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