When its time to say GoodBye

When I begin to think
Of all the bad things I have done to myself,
To my family, and every one else.
Life that’s a beating at you,
You know you can handle it one way.
There is only one way out.
Now let me explain to you
How I have fun in my spare time.
I take that blade, run across my wrist
Opps now I know I hit that vain,
I felt my mind and heart stopping very slowly
I love to see my self suffer.
All in pain, no one cares it’s all a lie.
And before I know it I know I'm dead.

By victoria martinez
Published: 10/19/2006
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