Page 1, a poem i wrote today during my english whilst everone else were doing work ;L

There are empty bottles of alcohol on the floor

i've barricaded the door

theknife is in my hand
 

my families' heads are in the sand
 

tears pouring down my cheeks
 

watching as the blood slowly leaks
 

my heart is pouding in my chest
 

as i tell myself it's for the  best
 

i stab the knife into my veins
 

happily embracing the pain
 

everyone will be happy now
 

that this stupiod cow is gone
 

my vision becomes hazy
 

some of you might think i'm crazy
 

i feel my life slowly slipping away
 

but i know, that it's better for everyone, this way.

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