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Pitch Black (hit&run)

Maybe my last step

Im not turning on lights

I wanna walk blind

Maybe fall in the road 

See a falling star going 80 miles an hour

But it all moves slow

Why move i like it here

No pain i cant feel a thing

Im content why go?

i bet if i jump wave around ill scare it 

and its all mine so i wont share it

come ill show you where depression lies

in a 2005 chevy lights

doin 90 and drunk on a starry night

bad judgement is it really

i thought about it but nothings clear to me

i feel diffrent a little lighter and taller

maybe now ill matter to them

that im gone in these lights 

wait this isnt relief

this is sad why

is it so wet here?

why is there something smiling in this water ear to ear

I hear a gurgle really low but not humble

like i awoken something from a great slumber

its not hurting me

is this comfort no

its my depression manifested it my worst horror

drowning but how i just seen those lights 

well i guess its fine here i can breathe well

and im not hurt as far as i can tell

i got thrown here by what seems to be a very large

but stout burly man

I'll be here till i see this light again

It never came

Now its dark again


deathsuicidehit and runacceptance

◄ Depending

Last call ►


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