Sometimes

Drip drop

The rain does fall

Against my windowpane

Drip drop

The blood does fall

From my wrist and veins

I don’t know why I did it

I don’t know when it stopped

Sometimes I wish I didn’t

I wish I wasn’t caught

But then I think of my mother

Her smile, her laugh, her tears

And I wish that I was stronger

My cries fall on deaf ears

Some days I think I’m better

Those thoughts inside my head

I could write them on a letter

For when I’m finally dead