"Crossroads"

It was dark,
and outside it snowed;
And the only noise that was heard,
was from the song “crossroads.”

I lock myself in the closet,
I cry myself to sleep;
I hate my life so much,
all I can do is weep.

The lights are off,
the music is loud;
And soon at my house,
there will be a big crowd.

I have a pen and paper,
that I hold in my hand;
And I begin to write this,
before I am removed from this land.

No one asks about me,
or checks if I’m okay;
The truth is I don’t think they’d care,
If I were to leave today.

Well I have the knife in my hand,
I’m shaking as I write;
I slide it across my wrist,
and begin to lose my sight.

My vision is blurry,
it will soon be gone;
And so will I,
I the end of this song.

I pick up the knife,
and slide it again;
I can see the blood,
and I can feel the pain.

Now my carpet is stained,
with crimson blood;
And the tears are coming down,
just like a flood.

I’m lying on the floor,
with blood all around;
I wonder how long it will be,
until I am found.

Like I said before,
no one really cares;
Oo wait I hear someone,
coming up the stairs.

I hear my name called,
And through my blurry vision I can see,
That someone actually cares about me.

Someone looks in my room,
and they see a light from my closet;
They call my name,
but besides the music, the room is quiet.

She open’s the closet,
and screams real loud;
I don’t have long to live,
my blood’s all poured out.

She screams for family downstairs,
and runs to the phone;
I’m sorry I had to do this,
but you should have been there when I felt alone.

I cant talk,
I am far too weak;
She holds me on her lap,
and begins to speak.

She said she loves me,
and asked me why;
But all I could do,
was look her in the eye.

Family comes,
and sees her crying;
The ambulance comes,
as I slip away-dying.

I now realize,
that they really did care;
But just for that one moment,
they weren’t there.

It was dark,
and outside it snowed;
And the only noise that was heard,
was from the song “crossroads.”

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