Quotes and poems

#38

I pull the blade against my skin

How much till these voices win

Deeper and deeper I see the blood appear

How much more damage can I do here

They think I'm crazy, they think I'm mad

But in reality I'm just sad

I wonder how deep I will get

Until I'm just another person to forget

Up in my room more alone than ever

I just wish I was gone forever

Hush a bye baby

You're almost dead

You don't have a pulse

And your pillow is red

Your family hates you;

Your friends let you bleed

Sleep tight with a knife

It's all that you need

Close your eyes, go to sleep

Pain can't last past the week

I know your hearts dropped, your stomach filled with dread

Knife to your wrist, gun to your head

Take a deep breath, pull the trigger

A few more seconds and the blood will get bigger

All over the floor, bright red

You thought I was fine but now I'm dead