The Eyes of Death

I do not feel like i can go on anymore,
i just wanna give up, lay down, and die,
i do not have any support to help me through this,
without you i ca not go on living this lie.
i can not hold you close,
i can not kiss your sweet lips,
i can not see your beautiful face,
not even hear your voice, just my heart as it rips.
without you i am cold and alone,
your loving arms do not hold me tight,
your voice is not here to soothe me,
your lips are not ending my blight.
i feel like picking up a knife,
and staring at its cold metal blade,
just before i rip it though my wrist,
my blood making its luster fade.
the knife fall, with a shiny, blood-covered blade,
blood pools out of my wrist,
cold and alone, i stare at your picture,
wishing i was with you, instead of in this mist.
things are getting hazy,
my thoughts like i just took Meth,
can not think very straight,
as i look into the eyes of Death.
He stares at me and opens his mouth,
says, You know what you have done,
you have taken your own life,
and there is no where to run.
He laughs an evil laugh,
that chills me to the bone,
what have i done,
at my neck His scythe does now hone.
and then i wake,
from this horrible nightmare,
look at my wrist,
but it, i did not tear.
the way you love me keeps me ok,
only our love keeps me alive,
for when you are loved like i am by you,
there is no way, into death, i can dive.