My mood is acting up.
I feel the need to self destruct...

I lower my blue waterfalls of sorrow to the floor.
I think of death and they turn black...

I feel like dying tonight.
There are lots of suicide options in sight...

I didn't want to go.
I screamed, I yelled...

You have gone away
and left me here...

I wrote this before my boyfriend and I went...
I sit in the corner of my room while...

I don't think this poem is very good...its just...
Breakdown...

I sit in my desk at my new school.
Thinking of you...

You are sick of this world.
Tired of everyone hating you and beating on you...

Horrible night.
so many tears shed...