THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE

The first time i fell in love
was the firs time i felt pain

i was so happy
in every single way

his smile and his eyes
brought happiness to me

but it all ended so quick
the pain that i felt was so hard and so bitter
it almost killed me

i started cutting of a broken heart
the one thing i had
the one thing i love
was taken away
and ill never get it back

i took the blade
and found a spot
i cut my wrist
and got lost in the red river of blood

the feeling was good the feeling was great
but it wasn't enough
to my dismay