My head is pounding and my stomach achs,
Wishing I would eat but it's for my own sake.
I wish for this feeling to fade away,
but it's here every ******* day,
I wish for a blade in my hand
So much blood that I cannot stand,
These cuts on my wrist help the pain,
These cuts on my thighs keep me sain,
Call me whatever you want,
Take your last final shot,
I'm finally gone, I'm feeling numb
my eyes are closing starting to feel dumb
my mind is rushing,
my love is cussing
yelling my name as I drift away
Yelling to me please stay
I wake up only to see
A white room with plenty
He is here saying I love you
I look up at him and say I love you too