I'm sitting here tonight
Letting a few tears fall
Waiting on comfort to arrive
Hoping that its soon
Cause I'm dying inside
And I'm so alone
Even when people are around
I can't get these thoughts out of my mind
Thoughts of dying along with suicide
I feel like taking a knife and cutting again and again
Too feel the pain, too feel alive
Just to see if you would notice
The scars on these arms
To see what you would say
Would you even care?
Would you cry with me?
Would you hold me and tell me everything's gonna be ok?
I feel alone and I'm dying deep inside
It would be nice to have you here
To have you holding me
And to have you comforting me
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