The Dream

looking at you, I cry

loving you, I cry

thinking of you, I cry

you say it’s over, I cry

talking to you, I cry

whenever you say hi, I cry

no matter where you are, what you do, who you date, ill CRY

all I’ll ever do is CRY

I’m a cry baby because of you

I don’t want to be here because of what you did to me

you yelled at me and said " YOUR A CRAZY BITCH YOU DONT BELONG HERE GO FUCKING DIE ITS THE BEST FOR EVERYONE"

I got to the point and thought you were right, I don’t belong here, it's best if I go die your right it would be the best for everyone

I went home,

took the razor thought to myself

"this is what they want, what I want, all I do is hurt people and put them through hell, I make everyone mad or depressed"

I took the razor and started to press down deeper and deeper,

blood starts dripping down my arms onto the floor,

tears streaming down my face

the razor goes deeper and deeper

my vison starts to get blurry,

the room is spinning

I don’t know where I am

I open my eyes

I’m in the woods

I question how I got here

I’m laying in blood

there’s a big open wound

I wake up and realized...

it was all just a dream

Author Notes: just something that came to mind

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