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Cutting my wrists
just want to die
nobody cares when i cry
i want to sleep
never wake up
stuck in a coma of pain
and it is now when i start to suffer again
that the perfect agony of my heart
slashes my mind in two
and the one thing that can save me
i have never known
pathetic and cruel
the world mocks me
while othes know
i just bleed for it
no heart to warm now
nothing to comfort me
checkered wrists
scars and blood
tears and bandages
and never love