I feel smaller than a rock,
Tears and pain fill up and lock...

I cry and cry
and wait to die...

Blood is Trinkling down my wrist.
It stings so much yet feels so good...

Tear stained cheeks.
Blood stained hands...

The razor blade goes down my arm.
I cannot stop my own self-harm...

Reflection.
Is what I see...

Dear mom,
I'm sorry for all the hurt You've felt...

I don't know why I'm crying.
There was nothing wrong...

I sit here in my room.
Razor blade in hand...

Crazy thoughts of suicide are running through my...
The thought that I could kill myself was the only...

Cotton Candy, Butterflies,
Rainbows and tear filled eyes...