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by Sarah Ashley Apr 18, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
My mind is running through all thoughs hurtful things you said If you only knew What I'm about to do My hand shakes as i lift the blade I look at the cuts that i have made My arm trembles as i make my cut It starts to sting as the blood runs down my arm Now my mind is racing as i lick the blood How do i get rid of the evidence of what i have done I sit in a dark corner of my room so i cant see the carvings This painting on my body of my horrible past I start to cry Now i get mad at myself I wish that i would die as i break down and cry Forever in this room i want to lie Every night I see the red I'm laying in my bed Everything you said is going through my head I'm wishing i was dead **please rate & comment** Please tell me what you think and how i can improve. thank you!