All that is left of me is who i'm poretending to be

The razor sharp blade in my mind just so happens to be real to slice my wrist.

I'm learning to live with pain
I'm learning there will always be cuts on my wrist.

I'm going on a journey
A journey with boxes of pills and vodka.

Its too late to save me now.

I no your secret...This is how you intended my lfe!!!!

Just you remember:
each time ive cried.
each time ive shed blood.
each time i screamed at you.
Just keep the word EACH in you head.
EACHsucide attempt was for you!!!

Breathing the air you breathe, my lungs collapse with your poison.

I find it hard to express the way i feel sometimes as you all can not see my wrist my heart and my mind.

Each tear i have cried safely goes away in a jar. Waiting for the day i can drown you in them. Each bit of blood lost safely goes away in a jar. Waiting for the day i can cut you like you did me!