If I could only tell someone
how deep the pain is
I think it would all come out
People have asked me
How do I feel
but I can not tell them
I can not tell anyone
they could not understand
because I don't understand myself
why I write these depressing poems
mostly about killing myself
I really don't want to die
I just want to let these go
these feeling of hopeless
and feeling a deep loss
I don't know how it all got start
but they were really strong at 13
I lost a serious boyfriend
and these poems came to meaning
everyone always worries
about these stupid a s s poems
why should they worry
when I promised them
along long time ago
I told them I wouldn't cut
and take the pain in a wrong way
the tearing of the flesh
was most popular along my friends
I tried many ways of telling people
the most difficult on was to face
but the feeling I had
when I did it this way
I didn't feel so depressed
so this may be last poem
that I write upon this site
but this way you know my feelings
and you don't freak out
~due to a couple of friends I'm no longer able to write, I got turned in for it, but not to worry you all I would never ever cut myself~
