Have you ever felt..

Do you ever feel..
like your left all alone.
Its just you there
No one else home?

Do you ever feel..
like you wanted to die.
To just fall into pieces
and brake down and cry?

Do you ever feel..
Like that no one is there
They'll never love you,
they'll never care?

Do you ever feel..
Like your being pushed a'side
Just being laughed at and torched
so you go and hide?

Do you ever feel..
Like you've don't got a friend
You want to die so bad,
your life to end?

Do you ever feel..
so depressed and sad
that you cut your self so deep
you cut your wrists so bad?

Do you ever feel..
pressure thats inside
scars and cuts,
you keep trying to hide?

And have you ever felt,
The pain I feel everyday,
and trying to kill myself,
trying to run away.

I keep running and running,
but stll going no where
still left out and alone
and stll no one to care.

It's so easy to get in,
but so hard getting out.
But that first time i cutted,
I didn't have my doubts.

I thought it would be easy.
It was my way to grieve
and I wanted to die
I wanted to leave.

I still up to this day
but finally,finally in my life
I can at leaste try to say to myself
"Hey,put down that knife"

I've tried so hard to do it,
I've tried so hard to quit
but its my way of grieving
and how I put up with shitt

So atleaste I can say I've tried
but I can't just stop.
Its like an addiction,
like someone on pot.

-This isn't the best poem ever,but please vote and/or comment,thanx ^_^