this is my first ever poem you might not like it but i writ it myself and i'm new to poetry so i hope you like it!

my heart is scard,
i try to do thease things but it alls seems so hard,
i cry blood, and i don't think i should
These slits on my wrist,
right next to my fist,
right through my vain,
but u dun understand its u thats put me through this pain!
your voice is like an echo, an echo through hell
an echo that i herd when i fell
fell through hate through pain
i shout for help but its all the same,
why don't you care?
why do you just sit there and stare?
as i walk through this hall off depression
i am full of hatred and agression
the thorn of a black rose
has put blood all over my cloths
i feel asthough i am chaind to a gait,
the gait of love,hatred,hope and fait,
why should you care? care how i feel?
your half of my heart is made of nuthing but steal!
youve stopped me from dreaming
youve stoped me from sleeping
i sit in this corner silent screaming
the voices inside my head
want me dead
they made me slit the throat
the throat of a goat
now theres nuthing but blood
and you drag me through blood
just leave me hear to die
but don't ask why
why i do thease things to myself
is it the pictures on my shelf
of how it used to be
of you and me

well i don't really know wot mroe to put.... but i'd be intrested in ur poetry if u have got any to send to me!
love ya loadz
Vix xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx