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by Kiera Jul 25, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
A while ago i cut myself deep. I bled. Even know i still bleed. I scream, But know one is listening. Oh, the pain. The blood. It hurts to know no one cares. I cry. With empty tears, Falling out of my empty eyes, Like blood dripping from the skys. I can't take the pain anymore. I'm getting the knife, To take it all away. The problems. Stab. Stab. Stab. There i lay, Bleeding and bleeding. Not moving, Not breathing. Without pain, Without problems, Without life.