Blood Stained Poetry

Blood Stained Poetry
how I express me
a certain way to be
freely
truly
open...

Blood stained lines
nothings ever fine
don't look at me blind
or like you don't have the time
to even care about me
you make me feel so guilty
i can never be free...
these feelings make me so emotionally
mad,sad,angry,GLAD
cause i wont care anymore too
you don't care for me .. i won't care for you
that's a damn good way to stay true.

For whoevers reading this
I will be real
you need to learn EXACTLY how the hell i feel
from sitting on the porch
feeling no remorse
to running down the street
cause i could take no more.
it's like i never get a break
from the shit I can't take
it hurts and it aches
till i can't feel..am i fake?
turn around
see the knife on the ground..grab it
turn it on myself
slash it.
suddenly i feel
there's proof I am real

Blood stained lines
finger prints too.
i need help i guess you could say
could it be you?
before i get hurt too bad one day
and end up on the floor I lay
my permanent home
and that's the place I'll stay

I AM NOT SUICIDAL
just wanted to write it this way
and yes i feel this way sometimes just not the suicidal thing
comment please and rate it doesn't up to much of your time
gosh....>.<