crimson

A Lost Soul
2002-10-12 01:04:03 (UTC)

As i Sit here

As i sit here and look at my scars from all the times i
have cut my self i wonder why i never succeeded i sit here
with the blade gliding across my skin and wondering if i
should go for it. Out of everything i have gotten in these
past few days do i really want to fuck it up. If i were to
kill myself right now who would really truely miss me. All
i can think of is 3 people and they are the only ones i
truely care about and they are my reason for living with
out them i don't know if i would be here today. They are my
will to live. They are my true life support without them i
would not be here today still living, breathing and being
happy.




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