Today I started cutting again
And I need to somehow tell my boyfriend
Should I go up to his face and tell him
How I've created another sin
Or should I lie and hide the cuts
But then in the end he'll think I'm nuts
I don't know why I sunk so low
In the end I have to go
I need to break up with you
I don;t know what else to do
I can't put you through my depression
So I go to god and ask for confession
Why'd you make my life so hard
You might as well take my card
The card to which holds my life
My so called life that ends with a knife
I wrote a suicide note again
And this time I somehow click the send
There it is my suicide sent
This time it was really ment
Ment to happen all along
But you were to busy to see what went wrong
I hear you run up the stairs and knock on the door
But it's too late, I fall to the floor
I took the easy way out, I cut my wrist
And i really don;t care if I am missed
It was my life and I made up my mind
It was nobody's fault, you were all very kind
All in all it came to an end
As soon as I pushed that button to send
I hope you know I love you and I'm sorry, please don't lose hope
And this is why I'm leaving you this one last note.
~Not my best poem but please vote and comment anyways thanks~
