Tears

Take a razorbalde
And cut my wrists.
i'll watch myself bleed.
i'll enjoy this.
i smile at my pain.
im glad to cause it.
i'll slit my throat too.
It's not like I deserve to live.
I will die.
As silently.
As my tears.
That run down my cheeks.
And cause more anger to erupt.
i'll see you all in the after life.
Dont think its because of you.
No.
Its because of my life.