Lonely

I sit alone,
Crying in the rain,
Getting a blade,
From a sharpener,
Dragged it across my finger,
It wasn't blunt,
I rolled up my sleeves,
And started cutting,
Lightly and softley,
And slowly getting deeper,
Until i was in so much pain,
That i was numb,
No-one walked by,
Wondering would i die alone,
Blood trickerling off my wrist,
And making me weak,
I saw him,
My crush,
On the horizon,
Coming over to see me,
I didn't look him in the eye,
He took me and i was high,
He only came to save me,
Not to hold me,
But to hold my best friend.