Midnight Fight Poem by Nicole Arishenkoff

On the phone late at night
starting up a midnight fight.
I have nothing he screams at me.
I cut my wrist and try to bleed!
The words come up in my head
You moron you have me!
I cut my self to until I bleed,
I have been through lots just like you,
and remember you got me and I got you!
The last time we both were happy when we were together
and looked all sappy.
So can't you see whats missing? !
each other!
Don't wake up and wish to die
be my angel and help me fly
cause remember I'm always here for you
so why can't you be here for me to?