I have often thought of leaving it all behind and letting everything go.
Im alone and lost.
And now as I hold this knife so close
As tears roll down my face, mixing with my blood.
I begin to fall away.
But as I slip away I come to realize that Im not ready to end my life.
I try and put the knife away as I wipe away the blood.
I knew suicide wasnt the answer to all this pain I suffer each day.
Yet the blood ran faster as I cannot stop it.
Making a mistake that is ending my life.
