Hurting

Every day staring at my scars in the mirror.
Every day i see the scars on my thighs.
Every day i see the scars on my wrists.
Every day i see the scars on my arms.
Every day the hurting makes me colder.
Every day i get judge in social life.
Every day the suicidal thoughts.
Every day crying because my emotions.
Every day trying to get attention from my friends.
Every day the feeling that nobody loves you.
Every day the feeling that you are all alone.
Every day the cutting feels more like a addiction.
Every day i get less feelings for life.
Every day that i count now i come closer to my my final thought to end all this pain and sadness..