Samuel Morrow

I'm Sorry. I tried to help you, but I couldn't. A feeling inside, is just a torment. Makes me sick inside, with some guilt. A guilt of how I let you die. It's a hard feeling, trust me I know. Last thing you want, is your mind telling you to go. Your mind takes control, and grabs a knife. Against your will, as you cut, you're crying inside. Your life flashes, right before you eyes. Your eyes get filled, with tears from inside. Voices in your head, telling you all these lies. Blocking out the trueness, of your family's lives. All you wanted was to, was to end the pain. And now you're lifeless, you're not the same. What happened to that girl, that I used to know? So reckless, so happy. Where'd she go? You told me one final thing, it was only three words. Three words, I knew, would never feel so hurt. You told me you loved me, with a final goodbye. I sat there, for hours, curled up to cry. I went to the funeral, hopeless and hurt. Went to your coffin, feeling desert. All alone, I yelled, "Why'd you do this!" "You had so much to live for, so why would you do this!" I placed my head down, bursting out into tears. Feeling sick with guilt, this is the one thing I fear. I couldn't feel more hopeless, more useless before. The fact I couldn't help you, was a feeling of sore. I completely felt to blame, because you were my support. You were always there to help me, in my hardest times. For 6 long years, you never left my side. And now I'm in debt to you, because I couldn't return. Why'd you have to do this, why'd you leave with hurt. I'm Sorry. I tried to help you, but I couldn't. A feeling inside, is just a torment. Makes me sick inside, with some guilt. A guilt of how I let you die. I'm sorry. I really am. Rest easy, brother. I'll see you again.

I wrote this song while suffering under depression earlier this year. My depression originated from me (at the time) coming out as gay publicly, and ended up losing most of my friends. For about 4 months, I only had 3 friends who stayed true to me. One of the friends that left me was a Christian girl, after she left me because being gay was against her religion. It was also at this time I lost faith. Over the months, suicidal thoughts built up and I tried taking my life for the third time. Before attempting it, my parents walked in at the right time and found me with a knife to my wrist. For about 5 weeks, I was sent to a mental hospital until when I was let out and was closely watched by friends and family. Now, I am doing much better, living happily with my girlfriend always by my side.

Welcome Ahmad! Glad to see another Virginian on this site! I write country music and sing country and opera. If you're ever lookin' for a good story teller, hit me up.

During my depression, I turned extremely suicidal sadly suffering from two attempts. During that time, I wrote this poem called, "Misery." Now I've recovered, living happily. With this life, of pain and hurt. With a knife by my side, God, so, help me learn. I think about her, only once. So I slit my wrist, what have I done? I’m bleeding, so little time. How much time, do I have left to live? Why can’t I just live a normal life? With this misery, it’s piling up. As my long-lost love, I guess I can’t give up. But what shall I do, it’s only pain. The Misery, is all the same. I slit my wrist, and cry in prayers. A non-existent God, will hear my tears. Blood on the knife, dripping from my wrist. With this poem, a final kiss. Like Romeo, I died with a kiss. Maybe I’ll live, or maybe I’ll die. Maybe I’ll give, maybe I’ll cry. A final note, my final words. Goodbye cruel world, misery hurts.

Already posted three songs in Lyric Critique if you want to check them out.

But mostly the stories each song tells.

Emotion, stories, in pop song, high male notes.

Have you written a romantic song before? I just wrote my first one.

I'm gonna start getting into country/pop songs now. Putting back rap.

For song writing, I started writing when I got bored and had pimped up anger and depression inside me. Then I just wanted to tell stories but could rhyme doing it.

Hey! Welcome to the site. I can assure it'll be much better than the other site. Hopefully no bigots, a**holes, and etc on here.

What inspired you to start making music?

I generally name my songs from one of the lyrics; like most of my rap songs' names are in the chorus or hook of the song.

I'll be sure to hit you up if I re-open rap again. And thanks for the welcome!

Hi, I'm Samuel. I'm a vocalist tenor, songwriter, rapper, and working on country music. Just joined this site and look forward to being a member.