pain of being alone

the light shines
in from the cold winter night
a glistening darkness
all mine

a shine, from the blade
drug across my left arm
blood rises, bring to my lips
taste, the reward
the best thing ill get
out of this life, wanted death
drained of my love, why not blood?
hate driven, to my last breath
they dont care, why should i?
it should be better without me
or at least the same
id rather kill me than them
and not live a life of shame
the bloods in a puddle
like the tears, the night before
its too late to stop me
my arms already sore

By xsilentXscreamsx

i am a very boring person, trust me i would know im around myself all the time, but anyhoo... im 14, i hate my life, but what else is new? i get labeled as punk/gothic, mainly gothic, i hate labels because they are stupid and just another way to stereotype people, i live in Bellingham, WA (which you've probably never heard of) and if anyone cares, i am bi, and if you're homophobic you're stupid... dont get me started on that subject... i want to die... i dont care if people say they care, they dont show it, i dont care if people dont care, because in any case thats all i expect of them, someday ill make it, and ill go by as peacefully as i came, no one on here will notice, and i dont expect you to care.