Sorry its so long.. i just got the feeling to...
No I’m not clean but I’m not ready...

Hey everyone.. this poem is to my dad.. today was...
Dear Father...

Just a little cut
just a little cut...

I look at my room
and nothing is me...

While I sit here in the darkness
searching for the light...

I slide my blade across my skin
As slowly I start to grin...

Tired, sleepy
vision blurry...

I have planed this for some time
the final day I am alive...

I feel like a pawn
In a world of all queens...

Ok its really long and about my dad.. just a way...
Everyone said I should talk to you...

Look at me
What do you see...

I tried to be there
I tried to help...