As I sit here crying my eyes out
I sit here and think.
Think about my life
and all my problems.
I want the pain to go away.
There is no answer,
the only answer is death.
Death, I think about what life
would be like without me in it,
but I canít.
I promised someone I love I wouldnít
take the easy way out.
So far I havenít .
I guess I really love this person.
I sit here with the choice to live or to die.
I pick to live.
It is not easy to live but I know
that death will only make things complicated.
In the dark with my thoughts,
I lye on my bed thinking.
I think of myself and how much
I would love to end my life.
There are so many people in my life
I love and they love me.
I love the pain I give myself.
I put the knife to my neck,
I start to slide it across my neck,
but then I stop and think of my love.
I put the knife down and lie on my bed
crying , crying for someone
to take all the pain away.
There is nobody or nothing that can but myself.
myself, only myself.