Suicide present

Cut*

*Pain*

*crying*

*dieing*

deciding weather to stay or go

i don't want to live when theres nothing to live 4

And so I looked

toward the door

eyes all blurry because of my tears

blood painting my arm in misery

and death is the only thing i fear

*Cut*

*Pain*

*Shame*

i don't want to become this crazy bloody monster

but my feelings cant help but to want more pain,something to feel so i know I'm alive

blood drips at the end of my elbow and my hand is were its cut

i know my heart is dead

but somehow I'm still alive

I'm just trapped in a dark old room with dark feelings that no loner belong to you

*Cut*

one day I'm hopping that one of these cuts will

kill me

then you'll care

Would You?

So I walked

through that door

trying to become something wort living

i would walk through that door

to forget

but silly me not knowing

these scars are 4 ever

so that means

4 ever pain

and 4 ever shame

and 4 ever tears

just one day just

ONE DAY

i may rest in peace

4 ever

AND EVER

it would be the one gift i ever gave my self

and

the only gift i ever received

and SO today is my birthday

i found an old gun under my bed

and blood is what it said

*Smile*

i sit in silents

*BANG!!!*

one shot to the head

i lay in bed my

4 ever dead