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The blood runs dry
as I sit and cry.
Life’s not worth it,
so why even live it?
No one cares
even though i try.
So I just get up
and cut get it over with.
So I place that blade
to my wrist.
There's my special friend
I start to cry as I realize.
But when I'm done
I sit alone with
my friend still running
down my own arm.
Now that I'm finished,
I put on long sleeves
to hide the mistake I just made.
No one will know
how much I hurt when I'm alone
Until the day they find me....
But I'll never go that deep
or cut that far.
The blood ran dry
Now I can't cry
because I cut to deep
made a huge mistake!
Got to angry, cried to much
Now my life ends. . .
I see everyone's surprised little faces
How could they not know?
I guess I didn't let it show
they found me alone in my room
blood still running
My eyes closed for good
my wrists torn and scrapped
tear stains on the note.
All I wrote was:
I'm Sorry, I can't do this
Goodbye...
as I sit and cry.
Life’s not worth it,
so why even live it?
No one cares
even though i try.
So I just get up
and cut get it over with.
So I place that blade
to my wrist.
There's my special friend
I start to cry as I realize.
But when I'm done
I sit alone with
my friend still running
down my own arm.
Now that I'm finished,
I put on long sleeves
to hide the mistake I just made.
No one will know
how much I hurt when I'm alone
Until the day they find me....
But I'll never go that deep
or cut that far.
The blood ran dry
Now I can't cry
because I cut to deep
made a huge mistake!
Got to angry, cried to much
Now my life ends. . .
I see everyone's surprised little faces
How could they not know?
I guess I didn't let it show
they found me alone in my room
blood still running
My eyes closed for good
my wrists torn and scrapped
tear stains on the note.
All I wrote was:
I'm Sorry, I can't do this
Goodbye...