My life

screaming and crying inside my life is a total hell wishing one day in pride my heart to stop aching as i hold the razor in my hand i watch as my arm bleeds one cut after another my heart skipping every other beat as i lay restless on my bed i say so what about what other people think as the days go by the cuts get deeper and deeper hiding my arm when around certain people hoping i wont get sent away i wish i could tell my aunt so i can get some help but scared to death of what she'll say everyday when i look at my arm i ask myself why and all i can come up with is "its the only pain i can control" my arm is bleeding so much now my pain is unexplainable hoping i wont slice a vein i cut deeper and deeper as the blood drips from my arm i say its my life who cares what i do