I laid the knife upon my wrist
Asking myself why life had to end like this
I ran the blade against the vein
Fighting back the horror
Fighting back the pain
As the knife dragged across my skin
The blood began to pour
All at once the line between
Fantasy and reality became thin
I didn’t want to live anymore
As the tears began to fill my eyes
I stared up at the ceiling
Screaming why!?!
Why did my life have to result like this?
Why did I pick at that knife
And cut my wrist?
But before He could answer
Before he could reply
I began to slip away
Knowing it was my time to die
Now I’m here all alone in a dark place
No friends or family
Not even a familiar face
Just me all by myself in the pitch black
Not knowing what’s behind me
Not wanting to look back
But in the distance
A light flashes
A picture begins to show
I walk closer wondering
But scared to know
I can’t tell what it is
What could it possibly be?
But then the image becomes clearer
And now I can see
There’s my mother, my father, and my sister
All hovered around me
My mother is crying, screaming my name
My father is on his knees asking why;
Waiting just like I did
For the Lord’s reply
My sister is hovered over the casket
Staring at me
She leans in to give me a kiss upon my cheek
I wanted to comfort them, hold them
And tell then I’d be okay
I wanted to tell them I was sorry
And that I loved them
These were the words I wanted to say
But something was holding me back
This I could not tell
But then a bright red light flashed
And I realized I was in hell
The loneliest place you could ever be
A place where your heart is torn
And it bleeds for all eternity
Now I regret cutting my wrist
Mom, dad, I love you
I miss you
And I’m sorry I left you like this!