There's this voice in
My head that tells me
That I'm worthless.
One day I found myself
Laying on the bathroom
Floor crying as I stood up
And looked into the
Mirror and looked at
Myself.
The voice began to say
" What are you doing
Your going to brake the
Mirror, you ugly pig"
As I begin to cry more
The voice said " you
Wonder why he left
You"
As mine and his memorys
Started playing in my mind
I tried to tell the voice to
Shut up but it said to me
" Don't say that I'm the better
You, I'm what you've always wished to be!"
Then I relized the voice was right.
I went into my dimed room and pulled out
My razors
I sat on my unmade bed and cryed
I grabed a piece of papper and pen
And started writing my suicide letter
It read.
* I go to school and try to hold it
Alll in and try to smile as much as I can,
And when I get home I sit in my room and cut
Over and over.
And mom I want you to know that I love you,
But you xant cry you have to be strong don't
Let this get to you,
I love you all and I'm sorry for what I'm about to do.*
As looked at the sharp razors I
Knew this wouldn't be enought,
So I went into the bathroom and
Grabs some pills many bottles about
Three or four, and eat them all I layed
In my bed and cut from my wrist to the
Middle of my arm.
I hit a vain, and as I was bleeding
And crying my stumic started hurting.
And the voice came back and said
" Good job I was waiting for this day
Haven't I always said I knew I would win,
And I have"
I heard my mom get home as my eyes
Were slowly closing I lost all control of
My body and I knew this was it. I wispered
Tomyself "goodbye mommy I love you I'm sorry"
And there at that moment I died
And there was no coming back.
