Why?

Why go through the pain they ask?
its just an everyday task
they don't want to believe it
but to me its as real as the pit
that covers my blackened heart
till the only living part of me
was as dead as the rest u can see
but i guess they'll no nothing more
wen all has gone inside the sore

i c the blood it trickles down
it keeps on going to the ground
why keep doing it they ask?
i don't know wat they bask about
I'm still alive until tonite.................