Puddle of blood

I slide the razor across my wrist,
the blood starts to drip,
falls into the cracks unfilled in my life,
falls to the floor,
giving meaning to my meaningless life,
my vison starts to get blurry,
i stumble,
i fall,
smashing my head on the bed,
and yet again i start to bleed,
someone comes over me,
in a faint blur,
i start to yell to leave me alone,
but nothing comes out,
i fall in the dark,
loosing everything,
i never had,
I'm left in a puddle of blood.