The end of pain

(this poem doesn't have a beginning........i know i am not much of a writer but i hope you like it anyway)

as she was sitting on her bed she begun to think about the past

so she took the knife by her side hoping the next breath would be the last

she knew no one would miss her they wouldn't even care

so she pushed knife deeper as her skin begin to tare

as she watched the blood pour onto the knife

she knew that this was the end of her life

she wouldn't have to deal with anymore pain

so she cut deeper and deeper until she hit a vain

as she sat there in a pool of blood and her wrists on fire

she began slowly to feel more and more tired

as she was beginning to fade away

she finally realized that she wanted to stay

but there was no turning back

her eyes became blurry and everything went black

as she was lying there she made this silent plea

"god please this last request , please tell my family not to miss me"

(please vote so i know what you think)