Bleed.

Cutting to bleed.

I look up at the sky. Smiling as if im flying up high.
I press the hard thing to my wrist. Slice it and i never miss.
I look down and see the blood. It doesnt hurt as much as it should.
I do this for you. The pain i feel. Its all for you. You laugh and stare and talk crap about me.
Like im a freak. Someday you'll regret what you speak. Ill be gone and haunt your life.
As if i never had a choice. Leave me alone. Left to die. Covered in blood as i am laying down, waiting for it to fall to the ground.