Slit one I'm bleeding, Slit two I'm falling, Slit three I'm dying, Someone, Save me please! ---------------------------------------- Everyone has "those days," where they want to die, but some actually follow through with "those days," they don't see the good things coming.
Why do we feel this way? I don't know. Is it apart of life? Yes. But there's some who get saved at like the last minute, Can we get-feel better? **maybe, but just remember *look ahead, not back.
copyright; 2007 McNally, Inc. I had some darker days back then. this was just a poem I wrote and after I wrote it I wrote a reason to it, answering my questions. The pen is my knife. As I put it in a side note in my notebook.- From When Times Get Tough....Write Poetry