My Secret Life

My life is dark

So near yet so apart.

My life is full of blood and tears

It’s been like that for a couple years.

My life is full of scars and cuts,

In my life there is no trust.

There is no trust in family or friends

I think it will be like that to the end.

There are always deaths

Who knows who will be next?

Also there are lots of fights

It happens in the deep of night.

My house is full of broken doors

And stains of blood on the floor

The sink is even blood stained.

Oops I think I got some on the picture frame.

On the sink is a sharp shiny razor blade

The one used to cut myself every day

I use it every time I feel hurt,

Or when I feel like I am lower than dirt.

I won’t go far enough to catch myself dead

It’s just a physical hurt for my sick head.

Now you know how I live my life

Please don’t tell anyone, it’s a secret I keep inside.