i loved the feeling of blood flowing down my wrists,

the sensation of pain used to make me feel alive.

 

i was not afraid to lose my life,

because i was already long lost.

 

thoughts of killing my ownself dint scare me,

beacuse death was my only desire.

 

people used to say i am going crazy,

but they never felt my pain.

 

i tried, i tried so many times,

to live, to be happy, to smile, but i always failed.

 

i was a coward,

and i only saw death as my only way out.

 

but then one day reality hit me like a truck,

and then another second i knew i wanted to live.

 

SO I LIVED!

 

                         k.d