Held hard

by tasha   Sep 26, 2005


I have the knife against my wrist

so hard

and a pressing twist

dripping blood

it wont stop

don't want it 2 stop

loving the blood

playing w/it

my walls are bloody

writing on my walls w/the blood

it says

its time 2 die no time 2 waste

and time 2 fear

because who has fear who don't cry

who has pain

not me I'm gonna die

i don't need any help

you have already help enough

slitting my wrist now

laying on the floor

cant scream

cant talk

cant breathe

taking my last breath

everything turning white

black

everything all black

i cant see any thing

but i can still feel the blood running down my wrist

my arm and dripping 2 the floor

here we go i hear someone

walking in 2 the room

i hear them scream

shes gone insane mom she went through w/it

we need 2 hurry shes gonna die

i finally scream

let me be

let me die i don't wanna be saved

my mom runs in and calls 4 help

2 much blood has run

and finally my dreams and wishes have come true

i finally get 2 die

i finally get 2 be w/you my baby

my baby i love you

2 you sweet heart

Andrew Lee McCormick

i love you

plz tell me your there

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