My Single Day Suicide

I sat there,
On the blue, cold floor,
I held it there,
Gripped it with my hand.

I looked to my arm,
Then to my hand,
Took this device,
And swiped it across my flesh.

It began to bleed,
My pain suddenly floated away,
I felt okay for once,
Watching it bleed away.

I smiled to myself,
Thinking this feeling would last forever,
The pain was horrible,
But i just felt so alive.

I decided to cut once more,
If one felt good,
Two would take my problems away for good.

I sat on the cold, blue floor,
With this device in my hand,
Made one more cut,
Closed my eyes,
Drifted away,
And never woke again.