End

Empty bottle on my window sill,
downing soda and sleeping pills,
wishing that my life would end,
wishing that the wounds would mend,
all i see is black and white,
all isee is dark as night,
i hold the razor to my wrist,
and i slowly make a fist,
wondering when the night will end,
wondering when i`ll strust a friend
empty bottle on my window sill,
drowning in sorrow and happy pills