3 in the morning

3 in the morning
laying on my bed
tears running down my face
I feel so alone

I find my horrifying best friend
so I can feel okay
at least for a little while
at 3 in the morning

Before I cut
I watch how the light
gleams on the metal
of my only escape

3 in the morning
blood falls from my wrist
mixes with my tears
on the white sheet

What the f**k is wrong
with liking pain
when it's all I can seem
to feel anymore

3 in the morning
I bleed
all because you
told me to go die

Author's Note

Yes this is true. I had issues about a year ago, if you couldn't tell. I have gotten better but let's go on a journey. If you want to really know me, I will tell you my story. If you even care to know. If not then don't read it.

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