My mistake

I make mistakes the pain runs deep,
I cut the flesh, I can not speak,
I lick my wounds to try to hide,
The blood that runs on the outside,
I scream out loud and start to cry,
But it doesn't cover up the lies,
Eyes are fading into black,
i cut some more and don't look back,
My wounds are deep,
My pride is weak,
And i just lost my self esteem,
Maybe thats all thats left of me,
I write these poems to try to hide,
To cover up all the lies,
It doesn't work and i wonder why,
maybe its time to die,
I look around to try to find,
To see whats left and what is mine,
The pain makes me grow so numb,
This is where i need a gun,
But i rip the flesh apart,
Using my finger to shred the heart,
I feel like i have lost it all,
No need to come, No need to call,
This is where i say good bye,
No more tears and no more lies,