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

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

Tear stained cheeks.
Blood stained hands...

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

Sometimes I can be happy,
Sometimes I can be sad...

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

I'm running out of space to breathe,
I loved the pain the blood the slain...

Saying goodbye is hard to do,
especially to a good friend like you...

Reflection.
Is what I see...

Cutting my wrists, hoping to die,
Can't wait to get home, so I can cry...

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