There's a knife on the desk,
I used it,
But i don't remember.

Don't listen to the voices, they arent real, they kill you slowly, i know this, because they are in control of me, i am going to die.

Leave me to die.
Leave me to cry.

We were born to die.

Why live when you have nothing to live for.

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

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

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

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.

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.