Words

What is the point of hurting and laughing Over and over my mind is reacting Remember the time a cruel word was said Don’t you remember how I looked at you, dead Stop harassing, stop laughing What is the problem with saying something kind Over and over I ask in my mind Resisting the words of hate is not easy Doing upon them, the knife is so greasy Stop what you are doing your causing much harm Wringing my hands, as the warm blood drips Over my arms, under my wrist Racing thoughts, oh what have done Dragging myself to the nearest telephone Somebody help me I don’t want to die Whining sirens scream in my ears Oh I cant see a thing through all of my tears Racing ambulance flying through streets Doctors stand over me Soft words reach What will happen, will this be my day Oh what have I done, daddy forgive me Racing doctors, saving my life Dropping heart rate, oh god I’m going to die Say something doctor, will I be okay oh thank god this isn’t my day