My Wrists*

He said he saw the cut on my wrists.. I just told him it didn't exist.. He said he cried that night he saw.. I just laughed and told him it was nothing at all.. He saw tears in my eyes and knew it was true.. and said I'll always be here for you. I told him I hated myself and I wanted to die.. He told me that it will make him cry.. He told me when i hurt myself I hurt him too.. I just told him I hate my life I want to get it over with and through.. For a while I thought to myself.. Its not worth cutting through my vaines.. Its just making me incredibly insane!

Just a poem that came to mind tell me What u think!