Forsaken

Its wired how I feel,
These useless emotions I wish i could kill,
For they are rammed in my head & heart,
Forcing me to tare myself apart,
It's wired, I'm forsaken,
All my knowledge has been taken,
I stare into outer space,
With rivers of tears falling down my face,
Its good to know how blood tastes,
Cutting yourself is the thing to do,
It takes away the thought of not being with you,
It's wired, how falling easy..
I could get up, but being on the ground is way more pleasing...