On the walls I write their names:
Jack your sweet, kind and cute. All I wanted was to be with you.
I love you mum you tried to help, but now im far beyond your help.
Dad you were here but now your gone. I’m sorry I wished those things on you.
Nan and pop I love you both, be there for everyone.
And to everyone else that I love I want you to know not to ruin your life like i have ruined mine.
And for those who swore and called me names I hate you all and go to hell.
As the blade is pushed down to cause a single drop of blood I cry for doing the things i have done.
I'm sure i have caused hurt
I'm sure i have caused pain and very much dismay.
It’s now to late to take it all back as the blade cuts deeper and deeper.
From that drop came another until it was dripping from my wrist.
I closed my eyes and thought to myself:
A new beginning, a fresh start. Lets keep the past as the past.
Now you will remember me as the girl who slit her wrists to be free!
