Bloody wrists

Everything is broken and my life is so torn apart
my wrists are ripped and bloody and shattered is my heart

my knife no longer sits alone inside its drawer, it sits with me and lets me live longer through all of this horror

no one really cares or understands this pain the red just keep pouring out of my swollen and tired veins

my heart is worn out and I'm left with no doubt, that I'm way too broken and way too hurt to let this pain continue to exert....

I'm left shattered and gone...

*please be careful everyone...it will get better