Self-Inflicted

Walking through the night, dark and alone
No one around and nothing to see
I must confess that I have fallen astray
Not sure who I am or what it is I'll be

The night air brushes against my face
I can feel the cold concrete beneath my feet
Tears of frustration falling so silently
Shoes pounding as I walk this empty street

Nobody understands what this feels like
I'm so tired of being tired and depressed
Carrying the weight of the world all alone
Life's got me down and won't let me rest

As I stare at the sidewalk in front of me
My eyes stray to a puddle of blood on the ground
I bend down to take a closer look
Hoping that maybe someone will come around

I start to feel something warm on my arm
A dark liquid trickles its way down my skin
I follow the trail to a large gash on my wrist
I guess in the end, death will always win