This time the cut is too deep
Watching blood begin to seep...

Couldn\'t find the write words to describe
Officially, we are the weirdest club in existence...

I love you, with every inch of my soul
You are my heart my life, my whole...

Many different colours, traffic lights through a...
Blues calm and cool as the ocean, keep me alive...

Come along, take another tour through my mind
Would you like another viewing of when I was left...

Months ago now, I'd sit and something half decent
Would appear on this screen, my sadness, my hatred...

Come here and listen I have something to say
If you don't like my poems then just go away...

1: Good morning
2: Goodbye...

I sit on my bed and I cry
wanting wanting just to die...

Cruelty
Sadness...

Once again I'm crying
Feeling like I'm dying...

Cut, cut, cut that is all that I now do
I hope you realize I cut my wrists because of you...