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by WintersAngel Apr 19, 2012 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Forgive me. I am not perfect like you want me to be. I have done wrong again, Another sin. I'm sorry I am bad, I don't mean to make you mad. I cut myself once more, And watch the blood drip on the floor. It falls and stains the tile, Red streaking like a mile. I dig deep and drive away the pain, Loving the feel of relief I gain. I look at the cuts I've done, Remembering all the pain gone. I can't be put back together, It never gets better. Forgive me. I'm sorry you hate who I want to be. My soul is black, You can't get it back. That girls gone forever, I hope you miss her. My life changes and spins, All sorts of whirl-winds.I'm not the same anymore, Theres no more blood on the floor. No more blood to be lost, My breath cold as frost. My body is empty, cold. I'm no longer here for you to hold. I'm dead, gone forever. Forgive me. I'm so, so sorry.