Pieces Of Me

I loose a piece of me everyday of my life,
When I grab that extroadinary knife,
I cut right deep into my vains,
Hoping one day I\'ll die and my life will go down the drain,

I don\'t know how much more of this I can take,
All this hurting it just won\'t go away,
No matter what I do or say,
I know cutting and hurting myself isn\'t right,
But I try to stand up to myself and I\'m just to weak and I loose the fight,

If you all knew what I did to myself everynight under the twinkling stars,
I make these beautiful crimson scars,
That will never go away,
But there the reflection of my pain,
That hurts me each and everyday,
I don\'t think anyone would care,
If I just died and was no longer here,

I go to sleep,
As I drown in my dreams of the night,
Chasing sorrow from left to right,
I try to win the fight,
But I know in my dreams its just like reality because I can\'t do what\'s right,

I decided I\'m not going on any further,
I want to die,
Just to see if anyone would cry.....
I take my knife.....
And I end my totured life......