Cut

by Love Bug   Aug 30, 2011


I'd cut myself if I had a knife
But then again i always find a way.
I have no future, i have no life
I sleep all night and cry all day.

I wonder when my life would start
Although i wanted it to end.
I wonder if i cut deep in my heart
Will it ever mend?

I rather be in hell forever
than be in hell-on-earth
Because either way the devil's clever
And any/everywhere i go, I'm cursed

So it doesnt matter if i die
'Cos life has its turns and twists
And no matter how hard I try
I cant help but slit my wrists :'(

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  • 6 years ago

    by Sigoney Holder

    Such pain and misery with intense imagery. This makes me really feel for you.