i grab the razor
i don't think twice
i slice my skin
i don't want my life
i want this pain to go away
as i cut into my vein
my body hurts from head to toe
this pain i felt u'll never know
i try &try to make things right
but all i can do is use a knife
give me a pill or a gun
no longer will i run
i hardly doubt i will be missed
to will this poem
i send one last wish
its very depressing
but its one of my favorites
this poem is old my mom wrote it in
2005
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