why does it always have to happen to me?
what havei done to deserve this?
the life has been brutally taken out of my body,
i lay on the floor,
broken hearted,
tears running down my face,
i cant take the pain any longer,
i cut myself,
to take the pain away,
it doesn't help,
it just makes ir worse! !
i look at you,
and see you smiling,
it's good that your
happy but bad that im not! !
my legs are full of scares,
and my wrists full of cuts,
some done last week,
some done yesterday,
some even today! ! !
it may only be 11 o'clock
but i already know that today will suck.
my shower was cold
my clothes were wet,
its raining outside
and my eyeliner has already started to run.
you may think that sounds really silly,
but i want to die,
i need to die
i'm a walking body
with no soul,
no life,
no love,
only hate.
i am beaten,
almost every day,
i fall to the floor
again and again.
i have bruises
all over my body.
well the blade is now blunt,
and there is no blood left in my body,
it's gone,
it's over! !
i'm so glads it's finished
black broken heart
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