My story

Im sitting here alone and broken,
waiting for someone to help me,
someone to pull me out of this so called life im living,
but while i sit here and wonder,
i look at my scars that remind me of the past i lived,
and how i made so many promises that were soon broken,
so many of them were ones i wanted to keep,
but failed,
just like everything else in my life,
just like my whole life,
a failure,
just look at my wrists and they will tell you the whole painfull story,
the story of my life,