Cut your wrists,
And hope to die.
I think it's time to say goodbye.
Just close your eyes and go to sleep,
Before they can hear you weep.
Your heart was beating,
Now its not.
Covered in blood,
You were gone.
You made the pain go away,
And ended your life that rainy day.
Your eyes were glassy and misted,
Your body unmoving and listless.
You left us without a doubt.
They pushed you over the ledge,
And you killed yourself with the razors sharp edge.
"No one cares" you thought
"Not even if I'm dead."
You were right,
They don't miss you.
Just another life down the drain,
No one would ever know your pain.
Copyright © Katie Christian | Year Posted 2016
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