My Fate...

I cut my life into pieces,
Is this my last resort?
I feel Suffocation, are not breathing,
Beginning to give a f.u.ck,
If my arms are bleeding.

Living forever in despair,
Of whom I really am,
And why I don’t longer care.
Wish someone would hold me,
But no one will ever dare.

Am I ever gonna be alright,
I’ll forever struggle.
Or have I already given up the fight?
Shall I ever find some comfort here?
In this sweet madness I hope I might.

My room is dark and cold,
I sit in my favorite corner.
The look on my face tells my soul is soled.
Sold to the deepest darkness,
I didn’t know, I was never told.

Now everything is too late,
What I felt, what I have known,
Gathered in one big hate.
I’ve become the self-harm,
In the believe that it’s mend to be my fate.