I sigh a deep breath
Another day over...
But life still carries on
And I sit in my room
As sad as can be
And think to myself, whats it all for?
Why am I here, if I'm only in pain?
So, I pick up the knife
And hold it close to my skin
I feel the cold metal
It sends shivers down my spine
The hairs on my neck rise
And I press the metal down
I slice it across my wrist
As slowly as possible
I feel the blood rush
And drip to the floor
It is such adrenaline and a smile passes my lips
I look down as I go dizzy
The bleeding won't stop
It starts to hurt, I have gone to far
I feel my heart slow right down
My breathing gets shallow and I cannot see
Black spots are everywhere, is this what it's like to die?
I feel tears rolling, I wanted this, why am I crying?
Every muscle gets weak as it screams for blood
I can hear them screaming at me in pain.
Why? they shout Why!
I collapse in a heap on the floor
I stare at the ceiling smile
As I feel my life slowly slip away...
They find me on my bedroom floor
I am covered in blood and it's everywhere
They see the knife, the mother screams
My eyes are wide open
They are galssy and eerie
A slight smile is etched onto to my face
They see a note in my hand.
My father picks it up
It reads...
