I sit here and cut my wrists and watch the blood run down my arms. I start to think about everyone that told me that they care about me then that FUCKED me over. so I cut my wrists a little deeper and watch more blood run down my arms. I star to feel weak. the phone rings and all i hear you crying and telling me to stop and you say I love you baby. I tell you that its to late. you tell me to stay where I'm at. so i hang up the phone. I start thing about how much I hurt you by CUTTING my wrist. so i go to talk my life i put the knife to my wrist but cant do it I go the closit and grab the gun i put it to my head and you run in right be for i put the trigger. you grab the gun form me and the you say you cant lose me you tell me you love me and i'm the only one you want to be with. I tell you that i'm sorry you hurting you by cutting my wrist. you tell me is ok you still love me.i tell you that i only want to be with you and i love you... so you help me clean my cuts and we talk about everthing and cry. then i look and you and say THANK YOU FOR SAVEING MY LIFE AND I LOVE YOU
