As I Sit Here On My Bed.... Poem by Alicia Wood

As I sit here on my bed
wishing my pain would just flow away
I start to think of all the worries of everyday life
All the pain I ever went through with you
Im now truned around and Im not on my bed
Im in a dark room with everything writin out on the walls
Everything Ive done wrong every scar that was never healed.
I come to reality to find myself sittin on my bed with a knife to my wrist. Tears flowin down my cheeks not sure where I want to be.
I start to cut my wrist so deep I go numb.
Blood starts to flow,
Im not caring I just go deeper and deeper.
Then I find myself back in my dark place where noone can bother me.
Where all my worries, pain, and scars are gone.