here is one of my poems its not very good but it how I used to feel when I was well read it and you will know....

I can do Anything

Warm blood runs through my vains,
as the adrinalin pumps ,
my heart beats incress until nothing matters,
no pain no fear just the thought of,
I can do anything,
as your minde goes numb your hands go to work,
the blade hits the skin as you pray for the stringth to press the stell into,
your already wonded body,
the blood starts to drip from you shaking hand and nothing matters no more,
fear no more pain just the thought of I can do anything,the blade hits the floor as well as yourself and you begian to look for awnsers on the celing ,
like it can tell why thing are so fucked up your eyes begain to get heavy and nothig matters no more pain no more fear just the thought of I can do anything