All alone with noone to talk to
Sitting in a corner starring at the blade I begin to cut
With the sound of my mothers voice running through my head I began to cut
deeper in my skin and faster than before
All I can think about is the way they all have left noone cares about me
anymore
Everyone I thought that loved me dissappered without a trace
Noone seems to care about me and if they do they dont know how to show it
Love no longer exists to me, people just use the word so lightly without
even thinking
All the people who have told me they loved me lied
So I sit here alone with noone to hold me
I just continue to cut until I do not see my skin any longer
Just blood
Blood all over the floor and all on my clothes
But it feels so much better than dealing with the pain yet I know the pain
with just return and I will just continue to cut
So why must I live if the pain will never leave
I should just end my life right here and now
The pain will be gone
So I take the knife in my hand and cut across my neck
And with that I fall to the ground and it slowly ends
 
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