I Want To Die

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By Broken-Hearted Angel.

I could slit my wrists today. I could hurt myself deep. Oh do listen to what I say. For these thoughts are in my sleep. Destruction, on myself, deliberately ruining my health. With these binges and hurting, can't stop myself from cutting, away my soul. I am falling in a hole. I am calling, I need someone near. I NEED you to care, (that I am crying) I am trying, but I am dying, can't fit into what I am meant to be. Its someone I am not..? or maybe I am. Killing myself, that’s what’s going on now. Don't ask me how, Or why, I just want to die.

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