COW PIE

I feel like you were never there for me, you never held me when I cried. I don`t understand why you cannot see, what made me have these thoughts of suicide. Alone is a word I know too well, trust became my biggest fear. You never lifted me up when I fell, Or wiped away one single tear. So there I sat all by myself, in this jail you call life. Above my head layed an old dusty shelf, down from it I took a shiny sharp knife. I cut myself side to side, my body was torn apart. For this was one I could not hide, the true feeling within my heart. It was such a inrepairable choice, I lay on the ground as I bled. I cried for your help in a tiny weak voice, but you were never there to know I was dead.