Blood dripping to the floor
My emotions deeper than before.
Pain cutting through my wrist
And all i wanted was pure bliss.
Crying so hard as my blood runs cold
My once happy memories getting so old.
All these childhood flashbacks slowly fade away
As I keep hating my life more and more each day.
As I lie here wiping the tears away
With my deathly cold hands,
I think of how nobody cares
Or could possibly understand.
I think why, just this once,
Can't i just be happy?
And why, God tell me why, is my life so damn crappy?
My thoughts and my feelings
No longer exist,
As this tiny little razor blade slices each wrist.
My life isn't the same or what it use to be
All i want is one more chance,
Or at least set me free.
I pull up my sleeves and look at my arm
And notice how this sharp razor blade has done so much harm.
These marks represent each moment i felt scared
And these scars represent each time i couldn't bare.
All these questions run through my head
And all the answers are left unsaid.
Wasting my life away and watching time go by
Only crying in my room hoping i will die.
Wishing I wasn't here, in a much better place.
Wishing I could whip this sad frown off my face.
Just wishing I didn't have to always feel like this
But wishes don't come true when I ask for pure bliss.
