I sit here in the darkness
Just thinking about all of the things that are going on
I cant always handle what I think about
I get off my bed
Turn the light on
Lock my door
Turn the music up louder
I pull out the razor
I put it to my wrist
I start seeing the blood coming out
I keep doing it to make it bleed even more
I gasp in pain
The cuts are burning me
The blood keeps coming out
When I finally stop bleeding
I wipe off the blood with a towel i stashed in my room
I feel happy about what i just did
This is a way for me to control things
This is a way for me to let all of my pain out
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow i love it i umm just relate to it so much it is amazing