Emotions fill his body.
Thoughts fill his mind.
Wanting 2 run away and leave it all behind.
Left wrist, Right wrists.
Are filled up with scars.
Of little reminders,
Of how she broke his heart.
His attitude begins to change.
Hes slowly drifting away.
He thinks about suicide,
Is it the only way.
Years pass and pass,
He let it go to his head.
There he Is,
Pool of blood.
Laying there,
Dead.