She Writes Down Her Woes

I reach for a breathe But theres nothing to grasp It chokes my slowly As the blood is caught up in my Throat This cut gets deeper As I run the blade agianst my wrist At first it felt as if I was someone Because I wasnt to late to change A horrible mistake I open my eyes finally The blood everywhere It haunts me as the cut never heals I get scared and start to belittle myself It was not my desicion To take this knife to my wrist But it was my little voice The taunts my mind Suicide diaries of a young girl That can bring a man to his knees Cries out for help in the only way she can She writes down her woes