Dying From Loneliness

Your eyes as blue as water
Your hair as black as dying
Lying on the floor lonely
Eyes bloodshot from crying

Tears are pouring out
They have been since you were born
Body not able to bear it
Clothes all dirty and worn

Not enough strength to move thy self
You sit there and cry as you prey
For someone or something else
To help take the pain away

Instead you turn to tour knife
For it is always there and ready
Now you sit there cutting yourself
Your hands no longer steady

Ur shaky as you hold it
Yet you never turn away
You sit there cutting yourself
Day after day after day

You can’t help but think its better
Nobody really cares
Whether you’re okay or hurting
Whether or not you’re even there

Your mom walks in and see you
Laughs and says good luck with life
Then she walks away and leaves you
So you turn back to your knife

Finally you think you've done it
Finally you’re dying
Lying on the floor lonely
Eyes bloodshot from crying.......