My Heart
My heart is aching, my mind is racing.The pain hurts, can't stop know, gotta get threw. Tears falling, pain throbing, what do i do? Numb stuned, blood everywere. No clue. Eye's blind, hiding behind the bathroom door. Hand cut, mouth shut. Passing out. The pain hurts. Suicidle, afraid, depressed. Someone help! Do I stop? Do I go? What should I do? As I start to think about my life. The knife falls, I start to call.....FOR HELP!
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