Its my finally realization.....

Its a tear running down my cheek......

its feeling dizzy in the head......

its the loss of thoughts in my mind......

its searching for the escape......

its the locking of my bedroom door......

its the flicking off of my light......

its finding my blade......

its sitting on my bed......

its the drying of my tears.....

its the cold shiver down my spin......

its the feeling I'm addicted to......

its committing the crime......

its the pulling of the blade across my skin......

its the warm blood flowing down......

its the deep sigh of relief......

its the cleaning up of blood stained sheets......

its knowing I'm not worth it......

it's living in this fright......

its finally realizing that you don't want to live past tonight......