Hi I wrote this one day whilst feeling a bit sad. Enjoyed and review!

I'm gonna write a poem,
A poem with a twist,
The difference with this poem,
Is I'll write it with my wrist
The angels will protect me,
The angels will not harm,
The only thing that hurts
Is the knife into my arm
Mother comes home to me,
She sees me on the floor,
She hurrys to my father
She rushes to the door
I'm long gone by the time they come,
My life is no longer more,
The blood had rushed out of me,
And staind the kitchen floor
I'm writing this is heaven,
My arm is still quite sore,
but remeber one thing
your parents and friends love you,
no less no more