When all I wanted was calm and rest, when all I wanted was calm and rest. Those thoughts keep whispering how easy life will be when I'm dead. I can't stand these thoughts that eat at my brain inside my uneasy head. When all I wanted was calm and rest. Those thoughts keep whispering how much easier life will be when I am dead. I can't bare these thoughts that cut at my sanity. They pick and pry they pick and pry at the locks that keep my anxiety inside. But I knew it was only a matter of time before I lost control of this fucked up brain of mine. But I knew it was only a matter of time before I lost control of this fucked up brain of mine. I never wanted these thoughts to cloud my vision and affect my actions. It was easier to let them have their way and fall into submission. I never wanted these thoughts to cloud my vision and affect my actions. The thoughts of tearing biting cutting pulling ripping shredding bleeding dying, get to loud. The thoughts of tearing biting cutting pulling ripping shredding bleeding dying get to loud. I am deaf to sound of love I am blind to the sight of kindness. Your words tear me apart because your love was more than a bullshit illusion. They cut at choice of what's left of my sanity. Till all I have left is little jagged pieces of my worthless humanity. Till all I have is little jagged pieces of my worthless humanity. These thoughts just keep whispering how much easier life will be when I'm dead, when I'm dead. I can't wait for these broken thoughts to quiet down and subside. The only words that cut out the noise are those of goodbyes. I can't wait for these broken record thoughts to quiet down and subside. The only words that cut out the noise are those of goodbyes. The thoughts of tearing biting cutting pulling ripping shredding bleeding dying gets to loud. Get to loud. I never wanted these thoughts to cloud my vision and affect my actions. It was easier to let them have their way and fall into submission. Just lay down and die. It seems like these whispers are right, I know these whispers are right. I knew the noise would stop, I know it would easier. I knew that it would stop, I knew that it would be easier. I know I should just accept it, I should just end my life.