Emo poem

Alone in my dark room
As night go slow
I lied in my bed alone
Full of blood running down in my arms
Feeling useless and emotional about my feelings
Feeling the blade
Cutting throw my skin.
The pain that I'm feeling is to painful
So hurtful that I'm concentrating about this pain
More than a broken heart that I have
So useless I'm
I'm hurting myself even more
I want to feel more pain
And leave a scar about what happened
I may bleed till death
But either way this pain and scar will hunt me forever.