I can't keep doing this to myself,
the stress will kill me.
I have to stop
my knife.
I can't keep doing this.
It's become out of control.
Too hard to control.
I'll kill myself,
possibly on accident,
but maybe not.
I've already tried,
too close a call.
Words carved into my skin.
ALONE
is the brand I bear.
I can't be trusted ALONE anymore.
But I'm drowning,
I can't see the surface anymore.
I call for help,
no I SCREAM
for it.
But no one answers.
They've all but forgotten
the girl they used to love,
or at least were friends with.
But she still won't blame
another for her pain,
only herself.
Bubbles slipping from her lips
she sinks down
into her sea of depression.
Frozen and on the brink of death
she opens her blue eyes one more time.
Her hair everywhere
around her in a sea of the bluest blue
and moves her now frozen lips
for what may be the last time.
With my dying breath I ask you,
will you save my heart
even if it's not worth saving?
She closes her eyes
and drifts downward.
Help came to late.
Dec.-10-09
Don't let this happen to you or a person you care about. Ever. Help doesn't always need to come to late. But if you don't help, who will? Be the one who stands up and saves a life. Be the one who stands up and is a Hero. Sometimes, a smile is all it takes. Sometimes, it's more. But isn't it worth it?
Check out the song Hero by Superchick.
Heart of Ice Die Die Die
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