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!

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

No longer will you see me cry

I thought you would understand

As the day comes to an end as the sky thickens with darkness i look back, i think back, and i am back

Finally coming to terms with what i've got to do in my minutes of life...kill you!

I'm sorri i didn't think you would find out about the pretty pictures on my wrist and leg

Is it ok that i slit my wrist?
No

Is it ok that i drink to forget?
No

Is it ok that i want to kill you?
No

Is it ok if i want to be dead?
Yes