Every day I grab a knife. Just to make myself bleed and hurt so that I can feel alive. The more I bleed the less sorrow I have inside. Each time I grab that knife it\'s like holding my best friend. Some one who won't turn on me. Some one who doesn't care what I look like. some one who's always there when I need them. I can't take much more of this pain. All I want to do is lay in my own blood and bleed to death. All I want is for some one to please take this pain away? I pray every day that some one some day will hear my cry. But each day that goes by I'm left alone in my own river of blood. No one cares. No one listens to my cry. I don't think they ever will.
