Cheers To My Death

Here I lay on the bathroom floor,
My cries still echo, but I do not care.
I want to run away and die.

No one would miss me,
So really it wouldn’t be selfish.
I want to be gone.

I just feel so much pain
And it still won’t go away.
I want to cut and cut and cut.

There is blood all over my arm.
I don’t think it is deep enough.
I want to scream my heart out.

My face is damp and smothered in black.
The mirror tells me the truth.
I want to use myself as a punching bag.

Please, will someone kill me now?
I am already at the edge.
I want to you to push me.

My mind is becoming more suicidal.
I hear my dad calling for me.
I want him to burn in hell.

When I am gone, so many will be satisfied.
They won’t care since its what they want.
I want to them to be happy.

I guess I won’t make it to prom.
That’s okay; I don’t think he even likes me.
I want nothing from this life.

I cannot move from this floor.
My tears and blood have been mixed.
I want to die before he comes.

I don’t think I can take another night.
No not again…please not again.
I want to be strong.

I fooled all of you. I am weak.
Don’t you see I can’t handle this?
I want you to still love me.

I failed. I am a failure. Worthless.
Even my mother says so it must be true.
I want to fade and disappear.

I’m sorry there are no rhymes.
I’m just writing down my thoughts.
I want to say I’m sorry to all of you.

This blade I grasp so tight,
It’s talking to me. I know what it wants.
I want to cut deeper.