I am bleeding on my bed right now
Making a mess under me
Don't want to stop it, i just look down
I really just want to die, just want to bleed.
So I sit here and work on being a poor poet.
I sit here working on a story of my history
But its then i realize that i have seen so much
Pain and misery
I just want the screaming voices to stop
Yelling at me to end all my suffering
When really i am not ready... but so bad i crave it
I can't help but lose all feeling
I try to smile for everyone
I try to make everyone happy
but look what that has done to me
So i sit here on my bed, bleeding on the sheets.
Looking at my empty screen.
I lay down and close my eyes. and wait for you to answer me
