Finally Poem by Lizzie Resendiz

So much pain, I keep inside
From this game, I always hide
Noone knows, why i act the way i do
because life blows, cuz of ppl like you
I'm so stresserd out, lifes so hard
all i do is pout, I'ma tard
I'm so through with this, so tired of this life
So I brace myself for the blades kiss, I love my knife
I dig it deep into my skin, blood gushing out
Hoping this is my end, believeing so without a doubt
I wake up soaked in red, and reread what i wrote
wondering how I am not dead, then tear up the note
I begin to cry, wondering what i have to do
Wishing I could just die, awondering if anyone knew
God I hate this life, and it hates me
I grab my knife, wishing to be free
I stab it into my wrist, I lye on the floor
finally ending this, Glad i will be nomore
With my last breath, just about to die
Happy for my death, I whisper goodbye