On this day

One day when I stand on the edge of a bridge
I don't think I'd care if I really trip.
I'd rather slip
then move on again,
cuz in my head I just want it to end.
All the painful nights,
again and again;
all the blood I lost,
because it won't end.
I wish it could stop
instead of keep going
it's like an endless river flowing.
If I cry out,
would you hear my shout?
or would you let me waste away?
Would you tell me i'm nothing?
or tell me i'll be okay?
you hurt me once
you hurt me twice
you even hurt me a thousand times.
Again and again
you don't want it to end.
you want me to hurt
like never before.
One day I'll say,
I can't do this again.
So, instead i'll hang
from my closet door.