on my way to end dismay
wonedring what they mat think
although i am hateful and dark
she thought i was pretty and pink
they were wrong and will always be
my wrists filled with redness and scars
thinking of blood flowing with hateful boasts
crying, screaming, trying to brake these bars
although i am free of abusive words
i feel as if i am trapped
trapped in this world of lonliness...life
a regretful gift i unwrapped
i dropped the key of happiness
searching for the right one
bleeding thoughts of hopelessness
grabbed hold of lonliness
i am aware , what's done is done...
 
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