Life Is S***

Life is shit and so am I  I am over it and this is why  I am tired and worn  I am bruised and torn  My bloods already run out  I can’t survive another bout  I got no place left in this world at it I was hurled Id rather never been born Then my life wouldn’t be torn  My heart is broken  The pieces taken  Why wont people see There’s nothing left in me  To hurt to live  To broken to give Anything but my blood  Never anything good And all I ever want is to Be my own and be true  But my hearts in so much pain I could cry again an again Nothing but this knife To go deep into my heart  And take my life - i was bored so, i copied this poem and paste it here. just read it- thats all bye! PEACE! xoxo cheryl