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by Lost in Love Apr 28, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I sit back in a cold lonely room No one here with me but my shadow Its a dark and raining place With tears running down my face Tears of blood tears of sorrow Im left here with nothing Just a few scars and a knife To add to my bruised tormented life All the hiding away my fears Trying to fight back all my tears Is going to end today Im sorry it turned out this way There is no one to blame Its just me causing the pain Taking this knife and cutting my wrist Why do i continue to do this Because i deserve it I deserve to be hurt After all ive done And its just so much fun To watch the blood rush out my arm But its not causing any harm Because no one really cares You were never really there I step out into the rain So the water droplets was the blood away I continue to cut myself again This knife is my only friend I fall down to my knees Right there in the middle of the street And let god take my very last breath As i stab the knife into my chest