sitting here on the floor,
tears seeping down my face.
the blade beside me on the ground,
puts death in my place.
im waiting, but nothing happens 
so i try it again, just once more.
finally i try again,
oh no! my vain it tore!

i yell to the heavens,
"please take me away!"
but still im here not dead,
so to jesus i say,
" help me lord, please just let me die!"
i squeezed the place the blade has cut,
trying not to cry.

i realized what i have done
as i look down and see the blood.
it lands down on the floor
just like really thick red mud.
the pain is just to agonizing,
please just let me die in bed!
but i see know that i suffer
knowing i'm still un-dead!!


no copywriting!!! i wrote it!!

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melissa