Carving Blood

Sitting in my room
wanting someone to kill me soon

With a needle in my hand
getting ready for it to land

Dragging it across my skin
keeping all my pain in

Carving letters in my arm
i don't feel any harm

No one knows the real me
i don't like them to see

I all alone in here
i wish i could go somewhere

So i take the needle and stick it in
i feel the blood run down my skin

I don't fee the pain no more
as i lay on my carpet floor

Until the next time
when i'm not feeling fine