Forget.

How do I forget, that you exist?
I put the blade to my wrist.

The stinging pain,
The blood on the floor,
I should have known,
I couldn't take any more.

Every things blurred,
When I open my eyes,
I should have seen,
Through your disguise.

You hurt me,
But i bet you don't care.
If I were to die on the floor,
You would just leave me there.

I clench my hand,
As I find the blade,
I push it to my wrist,
As the lights start to fade.