2130 [OG]

6

after back from the supermarket,
my feet brought me here,
i put a plastic full of cutter,
because you took all my cutter before,
and said i shall not harm myself again,
but i'm sorry i can't keep that word,
i'm a collateral damage,
everything about me are negative,
and the only way to shut the negative whisper,
is to cut myself.

i don't know maybe today
you aren't feeling well,
because you didn't show up,
or maybe you are tired of me,
meh i know,
even i tired of myself,
you should take a break from me.

i pulled up my sleeves,
there are a lot of scars,
i rolled it down again,
can't bear to look at it any longer.
i take the cutter and
start to cut my wrist again.
this time more deeper
because this time
i don't feel like want to see the world tomorrow,
i was hoping that you will show up today,
so i could say my goodbye,
but it seems like no,
i hope you will living your life fulfill,
i will always rooting for you.
as the cutter when deeper,
my vision become blur,
and suddenly it all black.

oh finally death come to pick me.
finally i can rest
finally i can escape this filthy world.