Untitled 6-28-04, by ~*~*~THE & ONLY BABYGURL~*~*~a.k.a THE DIVA Subscribe to rss feed for ~*~*~THE  & ONLY BABYGURL~*~*~a.k.a THE DIVA

I lay awake at night thinking of ways I can end this
horrible life. 
I lay awake at night thinkin about life and what went wrong,
or maybe it was something wrong all along. I guess i was to
young to realize. 
I cut myself to see how much it bleeds, to see if i'm alive
if all this is true am i living this horrible life? It
cannot be true. I cut myself to feel the pain mabe just one
time i will move the razor just a little bit closer, just a
little bit deeper. What would happen. what would be my fate?
I hope it's heaven but what ever it is it would be better
than this hell. 
ALS  
Posted: 2005-10-14 21:14:21 UTC

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