The kiss of the knife

Here I am
with my knife in my hand
I press it against my skin
I slide it across
I feel the kiss of the blade
my heart starts crying
I do it again
this time alittle deeper
I press down alittle harder
it bleeds more
my body is saying more
so I do as it wishes
I do another one
deeper this time
it bleeds more
then again
even deeper
I hit a vain
it feels so good
once again
my body asks for more
so I do
deeper
going through the vain
oh it feels good
I do one more
this time
I go down my arm
not across it
I do it over the vain
cutting it all up
blood gushing out
I smile
I go to the phone
I call my friends
tell them my last words
then I lock myself
into the bathroom
there I die
all alone
like I always have been