The day is approaching,
the hour is scorching.
The time to slice your wrist into an obviation.
As the blood drips your body tingles, with submission.
Hoping that this is the last time,
in the second of the moment you pass watching the blood drip,
drip, dripping so that you relieve your tension and stress, relieve yourself of a life you don't want to live.
But the blood stills, and your body quivers, the end has come as you summon your final breath of air, and gently fall into the great omits of the unknown world.
