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As i lay on my floor

i wonder and wonder why am i here

if all my life is full of pain, misery, and dispair

i say to myself why why is my life like this

how come i have to go through this hate

day after day.. I just don't understand...

Your world is... "YOUR WORLD".



You have created your own little world where you have created your own hell.

Over the years you have cried in pain... but did anyone listen.. no. They pushed you aside or ignored the truth. Since then you have made your own world the way YOU see things. Bodies, blood, death, dispare.. that's all you know. That's all you want to know. If people don't like it, tough. You don't give a fuck. You just want to be left alone. The pain you feel seems like it will never fade.. your a lost cause, what else is new? Your prone to self-destructive actions.. cutting, burning exc... People seem some what intimidated by you. Sure, you have friends.. In fact you can count all your friends on ONE hand. The friends you do have seem to get you. They know you have a shitty life, but they can't seem to figure out how to help you. The friends you have, they come to you for advice when they seem to be low. Your hobbies prob. consist of you locking yourself in your room in the dark. Listening to music, drawing, writing.. that is how you escape... at least for a few minutes/hours. No worries, I've been there, still am. Things will get worse before they get better

The hand that grabs the razor.



The hand the grabs the gun.



The hand the ties the rope.



The hand that holds the pills.



The hand that wipes the tears away.



The hand left with blood dripping from it.



The hand left with a gun in it.



The hand left dangling beside you.



The hand left over your eyes.



The hand left soaked in tears



The hand that helped you escape this hell.