Thursday, October 29, 2009

Regret

Tears running down a sorrowful face.
Its to late now but she realized she made a mistake.
An utter suffication
as she tries to hold on
The pain she feels is so strong but she has to hold on
Crimson liquid running down her wrist.
As she lays in her bed with the voices playing in her head
Telling her why did she do it in the first place.
It all started with a few scratches then with a razorblade
Now it has become very addicting and now she pays the price as the world goes dark.