My Blood instead of Ink

Writing on the wall in blood instead of ink
I know this is it my last and final sink
I take this knife and cut once more
I watch the blood pour to the floor
I start to feel weak so I sit on my knees
and with the blood I write Oh God Please
end my life now and just let me die
I don't want to live here anymore and I don't want to cry
nobody cares nobody loves me
why can't you look at me and just see
I'm a broke battered soul
and I can't live here without being whole
I hate my life and I hate you more
my heart is empty, broke, and sore
my heart is black my soul is blue
why can't you just get a clue
why do you think I want to continue this life
everything I do is nothing but a strife
I've told you through my blood, and through my tears
you still haven't caught on after all these years
i pick up this knife for the last and final time
and i used my blood instead of ink for my deadly crime