No More

Get me a knife,
Or some scissors,
So I can end it all,
In a pool of blood,

Going down to a world so cold,
I can’t feel my fingers or my toes,

Get me out of here, before it consumes me,
Before it’s too late, for me myself and I,

No one cares, no one knows,
What’s going on, only me,
All I feel is pain, pain of my life draining away,
Even my last second on earth includes pain,

This is the only way,
I grasp it with both hands,
And hold on tight, never letting go,
Until it’s all over, and I don’t have to face it anymore.

© Samantha Jayne Reed
Wrote on June 6th, 2004