My Life Poem by Dayna Verhulst

Here I sit in my corner and cry
Would anyone notice if i die.
I am a beaten child that needs a break
I have had more then i can take.
I want to go home but no ones there
I just wish someone would care
About my life and my heart 'cause everything is falling apart.

The life I take will be my own
Then I can go home
And an angel will be waiting
There to take me away
Then will you wish that I could stay
But I get to leave the fear and the pain
And go where no one can harm me again
So every night i wish on a star that that night won't be too far.

The cuts on my wrist are not very deep
The cuts on my heart keep me from sleep
Sometimes the pain is to much to bear
Why doesn't anyone seem to care

Maybe someday you'll see me in a better light
And say was my choice even close to right
But by then you'll be to late i won't be around to ask on a date
I will have left this life at the fault of a knife
Because i took my own life.