Tears, an art form
Pain, the paper
Blood the ink
Whispers, in my head
As a razor draws a line
Across my wrist
And cuts my vein
Bleeding out
With no one around
I cry aloud
From all the pain
Letting life flow
Away from me
In a simple drop
My problems fall
No longer do I sense this world
Or see the way that others do
But soon enough
The joy my mind has given me
Fades faster into grief
As reality hits me
I'll never see another sunrise
I'll never see another smile
I'll never see another friend
Wonder what they'll say
Through all the tears
They'll shed
At my funeral will they cry
Or just sit in shock
From what I've done
Taking back the world
I hated
Wanting desperately to remain alive
Why'd I do this
Why'd I do this
God why did I do this
