I stare deep into my Bloody palms.
I scream so loud.
I try to stop the pain.
But it just wont go away.
It's like being Stabbed So hard that
You just want to die.
I don’t know what is happening
My life is going down the drain.
I have dug my grave deep.
I crave the feeling of death.
The chill of fear runs down my spine.
Sending me to go into Shock.
I sit on the curb shaking bekuz
I am so scared. Afraid That
I'm losing to many.
I love My life, I hate The World.
Death Is What I plead.