Gone in the night...

I hate this life i live,
I hear my parents fight,
i creep out in the darkness of the night,
I sit under a street light,
i take out my knife,
Wanting to cut short my life,

Ever since my parents once again gave birth,
i feel my life has no worth,
My own hokme is unfamilier turf,
I feel so lonely,
No-one who cares,

i cut once for all the times iv hurt,
Ruby red blood drips to the dirt,
i cut myself deep wanting to cry,
one last thing to do before i die,

"No longer can i stand the pain, soon i will see you all again" i wrote,

One last cut to the throat,
away my spirit will float..

Amylee..xx