Writings

Until the pain is gone

1,2,3,4; blood dripping from my skin. 5,6,7,8; It's too late. 9,10,11,12; he left me from my stupid mistakes. 13,14,15,16; he'll never forgive me. 17,18,19,20; I'm done, he ran from me. I was the worse. I will never be the best. I cried too many tears over the mistakes I made. I've thought too many suicides and still haven't left. Nothing works but cutting of course. Just a one more; just a little deeper. Until the pain is gone...