My vision is getting blurry,
Nothing seems to clear,
Maybe because,my vision is blocked by a tear.
like raindrops on rose petals,
The tears roll down my face.
I cry all day long,
Alone in my own space.
No one can help me,
But U continue to try.
When crying becomes to much,
The knife becomes my friend,
Slicing away and bleeding me dry,really not helping me mend.
Cutting my flesh,as blood flows fast
I love this pain,I want it to last.
I love making me bleed,I hope you're aware,
I'm not going crazy,my mind is all there.
So don't try and help me,its not what I need.
My life will soon be over.........this is my warning,,please take heed.
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