Are You Listening

I've poured out my blood on paper
And my soul into the words
The straight razor is a raper
And my corpse swings from the cords

Why don't you love me anymore
Doesn't my heart mean a thing
I never figured you for a w:-:0re
And we agreed it wasn't a fling

But when I write you, you don't write back
I hope and pray you never find me
My words may be dark and my souls pitch black
But you'd go as insane if you could see

But no more rhyme scheme
It's not my thing
Flinging free verse
Is the way I got all
My words and images are
As evil as my addiction
To the razor the knife the glass
Anything that can cut me
Not a day goes by I don't think
of the blood Spilling from my arms
The hight I get when the knife
Draws across my wrist and yet
I bet u dun even get the gist of what I'm
Trying to relate to you
I have been there too but f^^* you
All you do is read my words but
Are you even listening???