I Don't have a Soul..

Seeing them in love
Only makes me feel worse
Why am i so unlucky in love?
Under one big painful curse
Theres the first guy i loved
And now i still do
But it is just so so hard
To say I Love You
When i see them so happy
It makes me reach for the knife
I know it is wrong to say
But seeing their love makes me want to take my life
I know its been hard for them
And i really am trying
To overcome my jealousy, and smile
But all the time inside I'm crying
I go into my room alone
And i take out my knife, my best friend
And i cut away at my arms, wishing my life would end
Each time i cut deeper
Releasing more and more blood
I'm filled with so much jealousy
I hit the floor with a thud
If i see them once more
When they're holding each others hands
This time i may just have to take my life
I only hope they understand
It is this love that I'm missing
This type of love that would make me whole
Until i find somebody who loves me
I am just bones and skin, i don't have a soul..

~You may not understand this poem, and it may seem drastic, but...i just had to write it...Please vote and comment, thanks..~