Dieing slowly. Quickly loosing my mind. They say im insane
but they are the same. Drip drip drip I hear my blood hit
the floor it sounds like a leaky faulset. I feal so weak,
about to surcate in this heat. Life is killing me. Stabing
me when I turn my back. Can't trust anyone but my drawling
utencil, that I use on my wrist. Just ball up my fist and
drawl away. They walk into the room not knowing what to say.
Rage is in me why am i alive? I close my eyes and try again
to make it all end. Can you hear the beating of my heart? No
because he ripped it out. Hurting inside and out. Staining
the white tiles. Can't cry anymore all she does is slice.
Too many scars , lies, hurting, and truth all rolled up. She
wants hide deep in a hole without a breath in her lungs,
with out her emotions cutting her inside out. What lies on
the floor isn't her anymore!


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