My First Attempt

The smell of blood fresh I the air,

I cut my arms till they were bare,

I have no feelings, no emotions are left,

I’ll lay against the tile floor as I wait for my death,

My first attempt, my first attempt at death.

If there’s a God please don’t hate me,

If there’s a God please don’t forsake me,

If there’s a God please forgive me.

I stare up at the ceiling,

My eyes are red from crying,

My body is numb and dying,

My are arms cut up beyond recognition,

My first attempt, my first attempt at death.

The wind blows and I hear death’s cry,

Its time to say my final good-bye,

I embrace the cry as I close my eyes,

My first attempt and I succeed,

That’s it I’m dead I did the deed.

My first attempt, my first attempt at death,

My first attempt and I succeed.

My First Attempt

This was made when I was in a depressed/moody state. NO, I don’t want to take my own life. I only made this for me, and one of my best friends. R&R.