Another poem with no name

I hate my life,
I want to die.
I don't want to live,
if all I do is cry.

This is so painful,
the life that I lead.
I want to cut myself and
watch the wound bleed.

Watch as the blood
drips on the floor.
Knowing that soon,
I'll be no more.

Feeling all the
pain drifting away.
Wondering, when you find
out, what you will say.

Far away from here,
I see myself go.
Its all because of you,
I want you to know.

You ripped out my heart
while it was still beating.
Thats why I'm laying here
dying and bleeding.

The wounds I have,
I did on my own.
Of course it would come to
this, you should've known.

*i didnt right this, my friend found it on the net and sent it to me, isnt it just the sh!t though?*