Came from school...
Worst day of my life.
My boyfriend cheated on me.
All my friends lied...
My mom didn't have time to hear me.
My sister got pregnant.
The other one moved out.
The youngest was to young to talk to.
My father had already died.
Ran to the kitchen, grabbed the sharpest knife.
Turned the shower on...I sat there and cried.
Looked at the knife, knowing that this was wrong.
I didn't care I wanted to die.
My skin cut liked paper, my blood gushed, way thinner than water.
Scared to death because I didn't feel any pain.
Pored alcohol on my wrist..hopefully it'll hurt if it stings.
I ran my hands under the shower, but the blood didn't rinse away. I gazed at a tub full of red water, it wouldn't run clear.
My mother walked in and found me laying there on the floor, next day I woke up in a pool of blood, because no one even bothered to pick me up where I was from.
