Kramiz blogg

I’m going to draw a picture;
a picture with a twist.
I’m going to use a razor;
and draw on my wrist.

A scarlet line appears,
Like blood stained tears,
I realise all my fears.

Trickling down my wrist;
My life with a twist.

My dreams;
Are coming apart at the seams.
My hopes;
But not one copes.

"The question asked in order, To save her life or take it, The answer no to avoid death, The answer yes would make it.

Suicide, it's the only way out, i hold my breath and lose the feeling that im on my own"

"I hurt myself so bad that i new deep down that i needed some help"