Feb 25, 2006 19:37
Bleeding
Sitting hear with a blade sticking out of my wrist.
Writing what i want you to know in my blood.
Can you help me stop this flood?
My life is dieing,
I m sitting hear crying.
Why will no one help me?
While your reading my feelings?
Let me know if I m dealing well with this perpetual hell.
I m sitting hear bleeding,
While your sitting there reading.
Don’t you give a damn about my feelings?
Why won’t you help me?
Do you think I m being selfish?
Wanting to swing from the rafters,
Who would notice the loss of one useless soul?
Useless is a wonderful word,
It describes so much about me.
And as the gashes grow deeper,
I realise no one is going to weep hear,
Seek hear,
Be hear.
All I want is someone to depend on,
Someone to lean on,
Someone to care for me,
Someone to be there for me.
At the moment I call but on one hears,
My pleas fall on deaf ears.
I scream but no one comes.
I cry but no one cares.
I see but no one is there.
Why can’t I just die?
Leave this world and not have to cry.
Why won’t you help me?
Why don’t you help me?
Why won’t you help me?
Why do you not come?