alone i stand in a dark room in a corner, there i sat
alone just me and a razor blade
i cry a single tear as i was taking this razor across my wrists
feeling alone, depressed, sad, adn unwanted, the
anger inside me made the blade to go deeper beyond skin
as the fresh blood trickled down my wrists to the backs
of my hands, the anger inside me took the blade deeper and deeper
more blood arose from my wrists through broken skin
alone, unwanted, confused, and sad the blade was all i wanted
more tears came to the corner of my eyes and rolled down my
cheeks, as i tried to hold them back
my tears were like rain, because of my pain feeling alone, unwanted, sad and confused
yet....im still alone
Ashley Olson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-97/
