Okay, I wrote this when I was feeling down last week, stuff happens. When I got home during that night, I feel unwanted. People that I love were fighting because of me, I heard them and it really hurts me. From that all, I turn to hurting myself again. I promise that I wouldn't do that bloody thing but that pain is unbearable. I did lost blood, an average amount but I don't care. My mind was blocked and all I think is about suicide. Apart from all those shitty things, I came out with this.
Fragments of Me
This falling fragments of me,
Slowly falling into pieces,
One by one,
Sounds of clashing,
Sounds of despair.
When I look into a blank wall,
All I see is a gloomy image of me,
These precious virgin tears,
Slowly flowing down from the eyes,
Tears of sorrow.
This heart is weak,
Fragile and easily torn,
Watch me as this razor kissed my wrist,
Kiss this wrist with its sharp blade,
Let the blood flow,
Blood of anger.
Do you hear my heart beat?
Its beating slowly,
Those beatings tainted the surrounding,
and it shows how much I'm hurt inside,
Beatings if sadness.
See the blood as it flows down,
Let the blood taint the soil,
Let the ground feel its pain,
And know that this fool
is dying inside...
