Not the time

[WalkingOnDisaster]

Deticated to all people out there who believe no one cares. If no one cared there wouldn't be people telling you they did. You can rise above suicide. It takes one step at a time. Read this and show to your friends. Please, lets save some lives today.
Knife in your hand
Letter written to your 'fans'
Ready to carve for the last
Fucking
Time.
Your white shirt already stained red,
Your lies all repented for
Your truths to die for
Never to see this place again
Never to feel hell again

You stare at your reflection
Wipe the sweat from your face
You tell yourself
'If I don't do this
I'm a weak bitch'
And yet you can't do it

You wake up the next morning
Pissed that the day has come
Why, oh why
Another day
For my pain?
Aren't I already insane
You say to yourself

Mom walks in and screams
Your shirts still on
And you hear me laughing

'What happened?'
Mom pleads
You lie like she's daft
I laugh again, and you scream

Mom get the heck out!
You piss me off!
You make my life hell!
You make me weak!
If I weren't weak I'd be dead!

You see me in the mirror-
An image of you
Only there is something off
Is it my face?
No...
Hair?
Nope...
Eyes?
Nada...

You look at my arms
Not one scar?
Not one cut?
Is all you've done,
The carves you made,
Not worth it?

Mirror me,mirror me,
Tell me please
What this is
What you are
Why I cannot die

I giggle, and all I say is
'you cannot die
If you do, I shall too
This life is far too great
To put on the death stake
You know this too
So stop keeping secrets from you
It'll all get better
And if it doesn't, you won't get deader
Than dead if you die
See me? I've begun to cry
If you kill you,
You kill the you
That you never met-
A happy you, no need to fret

If you'd be happier, die now.
Bu-bye.

And I'm gone.

You realize
Now is not the time
To die

You apologize to mom
And say a prayer

Suicide isn't the answer
And it's your job to find out
What is.