(i got this off of the internet i dont know who wrote it but its a really good poem)
go to sleep and close your eyes and dream of broken butterflies who torn there wings apon a thorn you know the pant that they endured.
siliver metal shine so bright scarlet blood tat feels so right
dream of that blood trickling down and wake up just before you drown.
the moon light shining off you tears as you bleed out your worst fears.
so tonight when you start to cry whisper the cutters lullaby:
hushaby baby your almost dead.
you dont have a pulse and your pillow is red.
your family hates you, your friends let you bleed.
sleep tight with a knife cause thats all you need
rockaby baby broken and scared
you didnt know life would be this hard
time to end the pain you hide so well
and down youll come baby straight back to hell
