Dead

Life a lie,
no where to hide.
Look around,
darkness surrounds.
Try to run from your fears,
but you are blinded by your tears.
You see the knife,
sitting beside you bed,
its your only choice,
you cant fight no more.
One slit,
does no harm,
so slit two comes along,
and you lay down very calm.
It hasnt worked,
blood surrounds,
but death is not around.
Slit number 3,
Oh, look theres a pretty light.
In one second flat,
your on your back.
The knife is laying on the floor,
covered in blood.
Your arms are no where to be seen,
underneath that redness,
surrounding your body.
You have become lifeless,
and stiff.
With one last grasp,
you reach for help,
but no one is there,
your dead on the ground.