bloddy wristsA Poem by Spicea girl feeeling down and un wantedin the end all i see is darkness and pain, with no place to go, no place to hide, i'm alone, i think back to the past when i always wanted to die i'm not a happy person.... i cry my self to sleep each night, not knowing what else to do. i pick up a knife and slit my wrist till i cant stand the pain no more. through my tears i stare down at my bloody wrist, all the blood dripping down to the floor,... i always thought that know one would care if i just died. know one would care. they just go om with there life same as any other day,... they would't even shred a tear.. can you imagine going though your life feeling this way i feel hated un loved and un wanted. sad and mad,,but know one cares..
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