Suicide

Slicing my wrist
I'm ready to die
Do you really want a reason why
I hate my life
So I'm grabbing a knife
You've hurt me enough
and now it stops
Cuz my suicide
is your loss
No one to pick on
I'm sure you'll find someone new
No one to boss around
It's your fault I'm on the ground
No one to hurt
I'm not your slave anymore
So here i am
lying in my own blood
dead on the floor..

by Bridget Dean (me)
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