The urge for the end

I can feel the urge
take over me
everything goes blurry
the blade is all i see

my thoughts run empty
my mind runs blank
and for all of this
i have you to thank

i cant control it
i pick up the blade
nobody else is here
to watch me slowly fade

just a few more cuts
deeper each time
one day it will kill me
and thats your crime

the blood runs down my leg
i can feel the blood drain
this is causing my over load
far to much strain

what a life this is
that it has come to this
what went wrong
what was it i did miss

but I'm left with a blade
as my new found best friend
th only one that truly understands
it all in the end