• amitjoshi1 5w


    The day I slept with regret
    I cried alone all night
    I just wanted to drag blade on my wrist
    I am sick of never good enough
    My throat was choked with blood and
    Venom pumping in my veins
    I saw a rope hanging on ceiling
    Calling ne to hang by my neck
    The day you realise my worth
    I will be dead and you will be late