I thought i could trust them
Thought they were my friend.
My broken soul that trembles as i wake
My parents who left me to die alone
I may struggle but no one helps me
I fall deep under my shattered blood
trust me alone with the knives left…
Left on the counter
i walk slowly over to them
My hands shaking
I can’t do it all alone
The pain to keep my arms held up.
The pain to live alone with
No one who loves me not at all
my bitter mind shuts the harsh cold world out
The keys to my broken soul is lost
People can’t understand when i fall unto my …
my floor with no breath left
he is like the meth i use to stay awake
I might die
but its greater than being without you
My eyes reflect the past i can’t remember
you said Good-Bye
My crushed hopes that lie within the floor
The knives i hold to stay alive
I hurt the one i love with out trying
I love him although he ruined my life
I’m still here but alone
Silly fools that trust me
 with the knives right there
no one cares.
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that is how i feel. really good. one time my brother fell asleep upstares and everyone was gone. i picked up a butcher knife. i really was going to kill myself. then i found this website. and that is why i am still here