They ask if your ok, i say i am but i am lying, i'm never ok, if i say no they apparantly understand, they don't understand, my friend said its to make you feel better, it doesnt it makes you feel worse but what could be worse than planning your death

My heart was torn
my soul was broken
when will you see it was all because of you?

Into blackness, you slit your wrist
feeling the blood pour
feeling your tears pour
slit your throat
into blackness, forever

Death is a word that makes people cry, but to me its a word that makes me smile.

He thinks i am an angel
he is wrong
i am a girl of death
a girl of pain
the pain from him
i am a girl without a soul
he will soon know the truth
i only have one word for him
bastard.

I've done it again
another step closer to death,
i almost ended it all,
one little cut across my wrist, slitting my viens.
all over in minutes.

How can u understand, when i don't!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My mind tells me to give up, but my heart won't let me.

Why is suicide so bad? When we die anyway.....

Why live when you have nothing to live for.