razor blade on my arm inching closer to my vains
laying on the bed
no one ever looks through the crack at the door
i bleed iin my own pain
the blood tearing down my arm
i watch my fear and problems drain
i slice my arm agian and agian
my heart is beatng faster and faster
tears of joy down my face
this is when im happy and not angry at the fights
i can not control him in to being a father
i am me and what youll never see is all i can seem to think
Yumiko Baird
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sucide-control-overated/
