Dear Diary

Dear diary,
I lie on my bed,
Trying to sleep,
But all I have in my mind,
Is my horrible week,
How I watched my love,
With another girl,
Telling her he loves her,
And wanted to show her the world.
Ohh how I felt weak,
I couldn't speak,
The man I dreamt of,
Loved a complete freak.
She wasn't worthy of his love,
Unlike me who worshiped the ground he tread,
I would give up a million lives just so one life could be spent,
With this man who I have dreamt,

I can't handle it,
I need to scream,
The pain is just too real.
So I grabbed the knife I have for fun,
And slit my wrists open.
So here I lie with a cut in my wrist,
That pours out my blood,
Because of my love.

So my diary u know of my week.
So ill be going now I feel weak,
I guess it won't be long until I am deceased. So so long, farewell and tell my love sacrifice my life for him, and now I am in hell.