As I cut my wrist and hope to die.
I pray for god to make it fast and easy.
I have prayed for this pain to just go away.
I have prayed for me to make me stop this cutting.
But he never answered my prayers.
I know he cares!
As I sit her crying.
My eyes so red and blurry.
I sit here with the blade in one hand..
And a gun in the other.
Which one would be fast.
Which one would be less painful.
Do I want to make my self suffer...
For all the wrong I have done?
As I grab the gun and throw it to the side.
I decide on the blade.
Deeper and deeper
The blood flows out.
Like a red water fall.
But this water fall isn't pretty and peaceful.
I can't tel if everything is getting blurry from the tears or the cutting.
I have gone far enough.
I can feel my hand almost out of blood.
I knew right then and there i was going to die.
I was going to die alone, with self pity, and a Coward
Alone because, i have never had anyone by my side ...
Self pity because I have always felt sorry for my self never anyone else.
A Coward because I have always ran away from my problems i have never come face to face with them.
As i cut my wrist an and hope to die.
I pray to god to make this fast and easy!!
