Never Thought
Blood Blood Blood
Feel the warm red blood going down my arm.
Feel the sharp razor going cross my pale skin.
Feel the release of pain slowly go away.
Feeling like my old self again.
I was never like this I was never the girl sitting in the bathroom praying every second that no one would think about opening the door. I was never the girl who sits down on the cold tile bathroom floor holding the razor in her hands, I was never like this.
I was someone I was better this.
I never thought about how wonderful it would be to see my own blood going down my arm, how much excitement I felt has the blood slowly went down my arm.
I never thought what it would be like holding the razor in my hand knowing I was going to get that high off of cutting, not once cross my mind.
I never imagine myself cleaning up the blood I left behind so no one would see my own blood on the floor.
Never thought I would go this low this far to make all my problems go away just like that.
I had friends to talk to I had family to help me through my heart breaks, my angry and my depression. I never thought I would rely on a razor to help me fix my problems.
What have I done?
I went to far I never wanted this.
I never wanted to see myself cut away my life one by one cut.
I never wanted to feel myself grow weak every second and every minute.
I never wanted to see my own grave, I never wanted to be dead. I went too far I cut too deep I made mistake, I never thought I would be laying in a cold dark hole dead.
Forgive me for I have went too far
Note: Cutting and suicide is never the answer. Before you think about cutting or ending please talk to someone. Never thinking killing yourself if the answer.
Feel the warm red blood going down my arm.
Feel the sharp razor going cross my pale skin.
Feel the release of pain slowly go away.
Feeling like my old self again.
I was never like this I was never the girl sitting in the bathroom praying every second that no one would think about opening the door. I was never the girl who sits down on the cold tile bathroom floor holding the razor in her hands, I was never like this.
I was someone I was better this.
I never thought about how wonderful it would be to see my own blood going down my arm, how much excitement I felt has the blood slowly went down my arm.
I never thought what it would be like holding the razor in my hand knowing I was going to get that high off of cutting, not once cross my mind.
I never imagine myself cleaning up the blood I left behind so no one would see my own blood on the floor.
Never thought I would go this low this far to make all my problems go away just like that.
I had friends to talk to I had family to help me through my heart breaks, my angry and my depression. I never thought I would rely on a razor to help me fix my problems.
What have I done?
I went to far I never wanted this.
I never wanted to see myself cut away my life one by one cut.
I never wanted to feel myself grow weak every second and every minute.
I never wanted to see my own grave, I never wanted to be dead. I went too far I cut too deep I made mistake, I never thought I would be laying in a cold dark hole dead.
Forgive me for I have went too far
Note: Cutting and suicide is never the answer. Before you think about cutting or ending please talk to someone. Never thinking killing yourself if the answer.