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by XoxmelXox Dec 13, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Here I sit in my room With a blade in one hand And a gun in the other I think why dont I end it now So I try and pull the trigger But I stop and think It will make to much noise and my parents are up Put the gun down I hear a voice say put it down on my bed And start to bang my head Now I take the blade I stare at it then I start to cut Slice by slice Scars the will remain Blood starts to squirt Oops I hit a vein I start to cry I put the blade away What have I just done? I could have done an over dose But I dontI sit here confused in my bare bedroom With a blade on one side and a gun on the other I try to stop the blood but then I fall It makes a big thud sound that brings my parents to my room With a gasp my mom rushed into her room to call 911 There was barley anytime With a sigh I try not to cry I think again And say there are to many ways Which way should I take ? I'm confused With a blade on one side and a gun on the other Thats what I used to say But now I know my real path way.
by XoxmelXox
Thanks alot :P
by Melissa
Wow, this is really good! A fantastic write!