My life

Half of this poem is from another one of mine that is called sorrows of the heart. it is my favorite bit.!!!

I cry all night,
You dont ask why,
So I cut myself,
And wish to die.

I watch the blood run down,
It drips off the knife,
Then it hits me,
That’s this is my life.

I can do what I wish,
I don’t have to take orders,
Cause in my life,
There are no borders.