could things get more worse than this
as i sit and slit my wrists being
plunged in to hopelessness
vain my vain i cores myself pain
day by day i cry for someone to
take me away
as the razer pears my vain
i hang my head in bitter shame
as people stand there calling
my name telling me to stop i can
only drop to my near and cry for
someone to end my life
deep in hopelessness were my shadow
looms alone in this darkness room were
the only light is from the glint of a knife
that shines off of the light from the pale
moon light
hopelessness brings shadow and shadow
brings pain as people stand there calling
my name that just brings more pain
backed up by shame completing the
hopelessness that stands with my name
that i am to blame
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