This is a

pointless

tragedy

and I

am

the dead

and dying

and living

and bleeding

in one in

this pointless

tragedy

called life

or

hell it is

all

in

nothing and

nothing in

all

and dreams are

lost and

dead

and

destroyed by

friends we laugh

and some

take a blade

to the skin

and some

try drugs

and we get

off and find the

pointless life

with a

meaning however

surreal so don’t ask

why I cut

and why I hate

and why I want

out

it is all in

fun

and games and

blood out of a

wound on my

arm and the scar

that lasts

until I

reopen it