Silently Pleading

No one to help

Silently Pleading as I walk by day to day
I look for someone to help but no one can find a way
I'm doomed to walk this earth in pain
So from my suicide, I somehow refrain.

Looking for some one to care, my pleas are yet in vain
I put the razor to my leg, revealing crimson rain.
The only friends I have in this life
are drugs, razors, hate, strife.


Watching the blood continue to pour
I glare at the razor, slice some more.
Blood streams all around me
I'm crying; bitterly, softly.

I don't deserve to live anyway,
so I'm told- day to day.
I don't fit in here, among these Christians.
I'm going to hell, my heart is full of sins.

All because I'm bi,
I deserve to die.