The life of an emo

there used to be blood running through my veins and now there isn't, just hate liquid that torments me.
Its running down my fore arm dripping on my leg the cuts so deep they
sting with and envy and deceit. You try not to cry but the heavy tear falls
on the floor and cracks.
You can't stop doing it, it's addicting and you won't quit anytime soon.
The next morning you wake up and see the scars, and cry a little.
You have to wear a long sleeve shirt to hide it from him, hoping he won't see
Once you put the shirt on you realize a shiny little round thing wrapped around your
finger.he gave it to you and you cried, not for sadness but you cried for
joy. The little aquamarine diamond compliments the little dark green emerald jewel that
it lays beside it. you start to tear but suck it up cause the bus is leaving without you.
The engraving on the side says, "Michael and Raisa" then you imagine what his says "Michael and
Raisa 9/23/07" You just wonder when this shit will end and when your life will be happy again....
wait! it never was.....