Suicide just for you

I stand here with a knife over my wrists

i start to move the knife down.

the cold metal touches my wrist

i press down hard against my wrist,

just for you

i slice my wrist, harder than before

I'm more determined, now more than before

i slice my other wrist

the knife is blood soaked as it falls from my hand

pain shoots up my arms, right before they go numb

i fall to my knees

i wish you were here

to watch me die

my shirt and pant legs are soaked with blood

my shirt sleeves are now stained a crimson red

I'm fading, regretting that you aren't here

this river of red flowing from my wrists stains everything it touches

are you happy now?

now I'm almost gone

just for you

i fall down, laying down in my own blood

eagerly awaiting for death to finish what i started

my last tear falls in dismay

and I'm gone before it touches the ground.