A week and two days

A week and two days
that's how long its been
until today, after school
i cut myself again

i don't know why i did it
and that is really bad
i don't want to cut
every time I'm mad

because you see, it's hard
because I'm angry all the time
i find my knife, i touch my skin
then i become blind

i didn't know what happened
and when it was too late
there was a huge x on my wrist
-one that i had made

then suddenly, my arm grew pale
i couldn't feel it- i was numb
blood all over me, on the floor
i can't believe i was that dumb

i almost died- i really did
and you know what's really sad?
it didn't bother me that i was dying
in fact, it made me glad

and so i am afraid
that i will go to far
that i won't wake up
to see my new red scar

** yea.. I'm done**