Now I'm lying here
on my bedroom floor
I'm still all alone
i knew no one cared
i look at my knife
covered in blood
i see my wrists
bleeding continuously
i feel the pain
racing through my body
i can feel its
almost over now
as my hand grasps
the knife one last time
me knowing just one more
will do the trick
and i will have escaped
from this rechid place
no more lies
no more tears
no more feeling unknown
my hand covered in blood
holds the knife
while shaking uncontrollably
as i slit my other wrist
i drop the knife
and lay silent
not knowing
what will come next
