everything's fine but i want to die 03.16.01

sharp pains late at night emptying veins i’m not alright as i drag the blade across my skin so the scars won’t fade the tears begin off my chin onto my chest the voices win they never rest destroying me from the inside out i can’t be free i scream and shout as the blood drips off my thighs my wrists and my hips they tell me lies they say it gets better but how would they know i wear my sweater so the cuts won’t show they tell me to quit they don’t understand i have to admit this wasn’t planned this feeling inside i cant do it much longer i really have tried i’m not getting stronger as the days go by it crosses my mind wondering why i’ve been so blind why am i here? i’d rather not be i could just disappear quite easily this could be it no one would care one last slit too much to repair i could be gone just like that they’d all move on without much chat i think now it’s time these last tears i cry i’m not committing a crime just suicide