Pain Pt.2

Everyday I’m in pain
Everyday It Gains
I can never believe in my self again
I wonder what’s it’s like to be dead
If anyone cared, if it mattered, if anyone knew
I would cry, but would they do that for me
Or would they even try
I never talk to my dad he always told me suicide was bad
I cut myself to take away pain
I let all my blood go down the drain
I walk around with my head down, some people frown
I wonder if anyone would let me drown if I was in a pool
Will they laugh, will they help me, or will think I’m a fool
Since I can’t swim
After that everything will go dim
Every night by my bed I will pray to God and say
“Dear God, this is me help me, help me please.
All I want to do is die
No one cries and I don’t know why
Is it me, is it them, or anyone
I know I was born for a reason but I can’t figure It out
Help me God, please help me. Amen.”
As I go to bed I think of that prayer I say every night
I think, I think, and I think
When I’m asleep my parents would come in my room and beat me
I wake up the next day bleeding with cuts and bruises
They say they love me
All I say is “If you love me why am I bleeding?”
Now it’s time for me to runaway
I got all I can and walked out the front door
But I can’t something is holding me back
I don’t know what
All I felt was a cigarette butt
Without luck I felt a sharp pain and my leg bust
I started to bleed
I fall to the ground looking around
After that I was never found