Locked in my own head

Locked in my own head
Thinking of things you've done and said
The same old story with some twists
Your advice, Slit your wrists

Mean what you say, Say what you mean
Wanting death at only fourteen
Having a realization
Sort of a suicide contemplation

Demonstrating the pain in my life
The scars show a bit of my strife
All because of words you've said
I've become suicidal , I wish to be dead

Almost done, not yet there
And all of you are not aware
Of the thoughts running threw my mind
Unaware of what I'll find

As scary as it may seem
The blood flows out in one stream
All alone in my head
Most emotions have been shed

Overly frustrated, just want to scream
No sound comes out, must be a dream
No one comes, No one follows
Left alone to my own sorrows
~~Dayna Ariann~~
**some kid told me he hoped i would die and sh!t, my way of handling it**