• I want to tell you something,
    i have a lot to say
    but i dont have the rite words
    So, Im a say it a different way
    Im going to draw a picture,
    but see theres a twist
    Ima use a razor as the pencil
    and the paper is ma wrist
    you shouldnt worry you did this once before,
    you put me in a dark room and locked the door
    you told me everything was going to be alright,
    but u lied
    you grabbed me by my hand
    and told me "dont you cry"
    i told you no, but you wouldnt listen
    you knew i was weak because of all the drinks
    you threw me on the bed,
    and went straight for my neck
    i kicked you hard enough 2 get you off,
    but that only pissed you off
    you hit me a few times,
    and you didnt care anymore if i cried
    i tried to scream, but no one would listen
    so since My psyche tattered and misused
    everything that belonged to me, you abused.
    So how does it feel to get inside of me
    Without my permission and ignoring my loud pleas?
    Stripping me of my innocence, physically and mentally.
    but how would you know whats real pain if all you did was cause it,
    so since all you saw was blood an the sheets
    you shouldnt mind the blood on my wrist
    This letter was written because of you
    no strings attached to it just a little bit of pain
    remembering youre little smile once u were done,
    made me end my life this way