Last night you asked me what was wrong and I replied saying nothing
You knew it was a lie however so you asked me if I was ok
I replied saying yes I am fine
You knew that was a lie so you made me admit the truth
With hesitation I said i'm not ok
I wouldn't tell what was wrong so you blamed yourself for my problems
We got into an argument
I told you my problems will be locked away and I will deal with them later
by myself
All of this made you think of your grandmothers funeral
You told me you would support me if I began cutting again and that if I
wanted I could take my last breath because you don't care
Now when I do pick up the dagger there will be nothing preventing me from
suicide.. nothing at all..



 
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