Behind closed doors

Ok first off let me say that im not some emo child.
i wrote this poem for my friend to tell her it not worth it.
so dont be all wtf this chick is emo.
becuase im not. deal.

Behind closed doors,
My pain takes place
Tears are falling from my face

I pick up the knife
And do the deed
Nothing left to do
But watch myself bleed

Mommy comes in
And she starts to cry
She holds my hands
As i slowly die

My eyelids are heavy
I know whats to come
I breathe my last breath
My life is done

Now im in heaven
Watching over you
Im your gaurdian angel
If only you knew

If you knew i had loved you
I might not have cried
If you loved me back
I might not have died

I wish i was there
So that you could see
Just how much pain
You truley caused me.