Cuttin

*May 26, 2005*

I grit my teeth,

as the knife slides over my wrist.

The pain hurts like hell.

But the satisfaction is warming.

Slowly the blood creeps through

all layers of skin.

And the message it tells me is

"Death is awaiting you."

I say a prayer for all my loved ones,

that the Lord should help them.

So this NEVER happens to them.

As the last throb of pain

takes over my body,

And the final drop of blood is shed,

I fall to the floor,

And my limp body is overwhelmed,

once again,

by the feeling of emptiness.

The reason to die was not to show people

what NOT to do.

But to show I had enough of the world.

I can just see the headlines now;

Vernon girl commits suicide.

Cause of death..

SHE WAS CUTTIN...