AS I LAY HERE ON THE FLOOR BLEEDIN FROM CUTTIN MY WRIST I WONDER IF THE PAIN REALLY WENT AWAY FROM MY HEART BEIN TORN IN 2.
I WONDER IF SHES THINKIN BOUT ME. WONDERING IF SHE CARES ENOUGH TO MAKE THE PAIN GO AWAY. WORNDERING IF SHE CAN BRING ME BACK TO LIFE.I WONDER IF THE PAIN WAS REALLY WAS REALLY THERE A THOUGHT THAT I MADE UP IN MY MIND. A THOUGHT OF IMPULSE TO MAKE MY LIFE MORE BEARABLE, OR TO MAKE IT MEANING FULL.
DO I EVEN EXCISTS IN THE BIG WORLD? FOR A MINUTE THERE MY HAPPIENESS WAS BEYAWND ANYTHING I COULD THINK OF.
BUT I STILL LAY HERE ON THE FLOOR BLEEDING FROM MY CUTS BUT STILL I WANT TO FEEL MORE PAIN. IM STARIN TO LOVE THE PAIN BUT YET I NEED TO LET THINGS GO AND DEAL WIT THINGS THE BEST WAY I KNOW HOW NOT TO CARE BOUT IT.
BUT I STILL LAY HERE ON THE FLOOR BLEEDIN
AS I TRY TO PICK MYSELF OFF THE FLOOR. FOR A SEC THERE I THOUGHT I SEEN HER STANDIN THERE INFRONT OF ME REACHING OUT FOR ME. BUT IT’S JUST AND ILUSSION A DISCONTINUED HOPE, OR DREAM THAT WONT EVER BE REAL, OR TRUE.
I TREAT MY WOUNDES I THINK TO MYSELF Y DO THIS IS THIS WORTH IT. WAT IF EVERYTHING I’VE DONE EVEN REAL. DID I DREAM THIS? JUST AS I LOOK DOWN AT MY ARM AND REALIZED THIS IS NOT A DREAM.
I SCREAM FROM THE TOP OF MY LUNGES. SCREAMIN FOR HELP BUT NO ONE COMES TO HELP ME. I PICK UP THE PHONE TO CALL 911. BLOOD IS EVERYWHERE ON THE PHONE AND THE SINK AND THE FLOOR IN THE BATHROOM. I GET HELP BUT IM INCHS FROM DYIN. THIS IS MY FAULT I DID THIS TO MYSELF. I SEALED MY FATE. SO IF I SERVIVE THIS THEN SOMEONE WAS WATCHIN OVER ME BUT IF NOT THEM I LEAVE MY FINAL WORDS.
BE REAL TO URSELF NEVER FALTER ALONG THE WAY ENJOY WAT U CAN LIFES TO SHORT EVEN IF U TAKE UR OWN LIFE IN THE END. REMEMBER THE GOOD TIMES AND THE BAD THEY MADE U WHO U ARE .SOMEONE WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER U FOR SOMETHING OR THE IDOIT THAT KILLED HIMSELF. BUT THEY REMEMBER U. LOVE EVERYTHING U DO AND THE PEOPLE IN UR LIFE AND THOSE THAT WERE THERE THAT FADED AWAY OVER THE YEARS.
I’LL SEE U ON THE FILP SIDE
SICK AND TWISTED
