I sat down and cried today
I have done it for years now everyday...

This is to my ex-boyfriend:
I wish I could do like Kate in this film...

My dream boy doesn't exist
At the age of 5 he slit his wrists...

To you:
I can see the blood streaming down my wrists...

No one can hear me now,
No one cares If I cry...

*This poem is written from the pov of a man*
I should have told you how I felt...

To A Special Someone:
Want to sleep with you in the desert tonight...

I cut myself again today
I couldn’t help it...

You are in this cheap hotel near San Francisco bay
I thought you did love me but I was wrong, anyway...

The sun won't shine bright today
The stars won't look at you the same way...

I wanted everything
I couldn't get enough...

I know this is wrong
But it's with you I belong...