My Wrists

My wrists don't look good,
From you're name must stay.
I carved,
And it's all done now.

You can't stop me from doing it again,
New things will begin.

You're name will always stay as a memory.
The blood fell out wal I thought of you,
My wrists can't get any better even with help.

I'm leaving you're life,
I'm taking my life away for you.
I can't stand this pain,
Even though I'm used to it.

My wrists are soar from all the blood.
The sight of you're name in blood on my wrist calms me.
It will show me you're always going to be apart of me.

My wrists aren't good,
They bleed well,
And I will make them worse with all of you.