Sitting there with the
blade to my wrist thinking
this could be it
as i sat there and
remembered all of
those painful moments
in my life this was the
perfect solution
All those nights i
cried myself to sleep
felt as if no one would ever
love me
there was no purpose for me
to live as I pushed the
blade deep into my skin
and dragged it across my
wrist I felt as all my pain
was gone
Until it was to late to go back
to late to undo my wrongs
to late to tell the one person
who loved me I was sorry
maybe all the guys that broke
my heart would realize they
were the cause
so i lay my head down to sleep and i lift my arms and pray to
die because i messed up so
much that i cannot fix what
has happened and cannot
change myself for the future
