Just so sick of everything......
I'm sick of this life I didn't chose to life this way,
All people do is make me cry.
I didn't ask for this did? If I did please tell me now,
all I do is sit around and let my tears fall from my face the more that fall they make a river,
A river mixed with blood and tears.
I promised myself I wouldn't cut and I promised other people too,
But it looks like I let them down because what do you know I'm bleeding and it won't stop.
I feel better since the pain is numb but the pain will always come back,
I always said I was addicted to cutting myself and what do you know I am.
And its not easy to let it go when all people do is make you cry or make you feel so low or you justed get like that because your just tired of the life you re living,
If I had a choice I would run away from everything the promblems, the people, and everything I wouldn't even leave a note I won't leave you anything to let you know I ran away years and years would pass by and you think I've die and that's what I want you to think.
I died forget you ever met a ALiiSSA forget you had a daughter named ALiiSSA,
Well it looks like this could be my last poem and my last day because the blood that is falling from my wrist won't stop and I don't want it so forever goodbye..........
