The skin of my wrist to the blade of this knife <br />I just want to die, I'm sick of this life <br />I wanted to believe all the things that you said <br />But the feelings I once had for you are now dead <br />You told me you loved me, you said that you cared <br />But you lied and now I know that life isn't fair <br />Now I sit in this empty room with a gun to my head <br />Don't try and stop me,1 shot and I'm dead.<br /><br />Trysta Due<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hating-life/
