A Life Of Pain Where No One Understands

by Jessica Jacobs
(Belize city, belize)

These scars on my hand each has their own meaning,
to everyone else it's crazy but to me it's my haven.
This tattoo on my wrist is what I am,
but no one else could ever understand.
My heart and soul has become so dark,
this is just the beginning of my life falling apart.

As the knife penetrates my skin,
I close my eyes and think of all my sins.
All the sad memories come back to my mind,
I start to cry wishing I could just leave them all behind.
As each drop of blood falls a tear would follow,
my life is filled with pain and with sorrow.

I wish this could all disappear,
so that happiness and love can reappear.
The last thing I'd want on my mind is suicide,
but haunts me as I try to run and hide.
Someday I'll go crazy and kill myself,
no one will miss me I'll just be one less person out of their life.