Scarlet blood

Some days i felt this overwhelming sadness,
the pain i faced was to hard to take,
i cut and i sliced and left my body filled with the scars
the scars which resemble the days...

Sometimes i hear the phone ring,
i let it ring twice,
just to show the people i too can be nice!!!
and i look to the stars screaming and crying
about how the only answer i have is dying!!!!

tears begin to run down...
who am i? and as i stand in this place of emptiness
with a shattered heart
i feel lost, anxcious, hurt and betrayed.

some days i felt this overwhelming sadness
which contributed to a relationship
i shared with the knife...
that sinful knife which drew my scarlet blood
took my life...