End It All

by cuttingsherpleasuredeathishergame   Dec 10, 2005


There are new cuts on my wrist
I hit the vein a couple of times
I watched the blood come out

I look in the mirror
I don't know who I am anymore
I start to cry

I start asking myself
Who am I?
Why am I here?
Why do I have to live like this?

I start telling myself
I'm useless
I'm just a waste of space
I'm never going to be good enough

I realize these are some of the things
They say to me

Then I start thinking
I've had enough
Life isn't worth all this pain
I'm going to end it all.

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