The Blood Flows ever freely...

Why do i feel so alone?
That Blade looks oh so friendly.
I smile that hollow smile,
So shiny, easy to grasp.
You think I'm so sociable and nice.
I hate my life, a lie, nothing is true.

I hold it to my wrists, sizing it up...

I smile and joke, and socialize,
Smile bigger as my blood becomes visible.
I'm the most popular kid in school, popular and in demand,
The pain soothes me, I feel so calm.
I walk down the halls feeling so well-known and liked.
A tear rolls down my face, i feel so much better.
They expect so much of me and I always do my best.

I didn't do ALL of it... I let them all down... They must hate me...

I just keep smiling...
horizontal slashes appear on my arm...
I laugh and smile,
They all wonder what happened to me,
They believe it was my dog when I did it to myself.
They ask for more feats of my inhuman intellegence and mental strength.
The pressure is killing me...killing me...I can't breathe...

The blade runs to my throat...caressing the nape of my neck,
Cold and unfeeling, yet smooth and soft,
As soft as my lover's touch...
He simply adores me...
The sharp side slides across that vein...

What have I done?

they will miss me....

there is only one thing left...

My blood that flows ever freely.