Still alive

To die at at 15. something i can only imagine. your whole life in front of you. so much to uncover. take you life. because you have no sacrifice. you have nothing. you have no one. you heart is broken. you soul is ripped from your body. hung on the wall. bleeding all fears into the floor. nothing left, but cold and sadness. pull out the knife. hold it to the sky. scream your last words. the one that lets him know you will die. hold the knife to you skin as you start to cry. tears of fear. tears of regret. none of that matters. other scars mean nothing. this is the one that counts. cut and cut. you start to get shaky from the loss of blood. everything starts to go black. now theres no turning back. your finger cold. your heart slowly stopping. fall to the ground. holding the knife to your heart.............your eyes slowly open. you see all the people. the lights are bright. the air is cold. you arm hurts, and so does your chest. your heart is still broken. your soul is still gone.a tear rolls down your eye........because your still alive