My life, my love, will stop

There is smoke in my eye.
It burns, and doesn't stop.
I can't see anymore,
and I feel so lost now.

There is no water to drink.
My throat is so dry, I can't talk.
I can't even cry now,
and my pain is quiet.

There is a cut on my wrist.
It is open, and the blood falls.
The light fades away,
and my life will come to a stop.

There is a nightmare in me.
My rest is not peaceful.
I don't want to sleep anymore,
and the night has become my day.

There lays my broken heart.
It has been stripped of love.
Only the hate fills the scars,
and the hate has taken my smile.

There is blood on my hands.
My anger is in charge now.
Even the pain is put behind me,
and the tears just will not come.

There is fear and hurt in me.
It feels like being turned inside-out.
The smiles will stop for the show,
and my eyes will close one last time.

There is an ending to come.
My life, my love, will stop.
I will suffer the cuts no more,
and love will leave me forever.