Bulls Eye

Alone and depressed
In my room
Family doesn't care
I only feel gloom

The wall black
The carpet stained red
From days like these
I cut and bled

Knife on the table
Beside my bed
It calls to me
Inside my head

'Pick me up
Cut your self
Your worth nothing
No one will help'

I move towards it
In the dark
Pick up and cut
But miss my mark

I fall
My heart bleeding
I missed my mark
I am defeated