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by *~*CaNdIcE*~* Jun 10, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I hold the knife so close to my throat But like a fool, I sat and cried Everything racing through my head Not realizing what I've tried And as everything rapidly happened My tears and blood, hit the ground One thing on my mind Who'd see me, when would I be found I didn't know I'd make them cry To those who don't care, and who can't see Do as I say and not as I do Never give up, thrive to be free My friend at the door, ran fast as she could She knew I was in pain Too weak to say sorry, or I would And I hope you know that In the end I tell you this When you see the pool of blood and me I want to let you know This isn't the way my life was meant to be*~*Votes & Comments Would Be Appreciated. Thank You*~*