Rest in pieces

As I drag that blade across
That pain I feel now is lost
As the blood pours down my wrist
The time on earth I will never miss

So I scream and try to fight
The feeling that builds inside
I curl up in a corner and close my eyes
As the knife cuts I start to cry

Reminiscing on all the times
You left me helpless hear to die
So now your wish has finally come
Now endless dark
No rise of the sun

And as I scream and start to choke
From the blood rising in my throat
So I look to the knife to ease the pain
When really all I feel is the same

My blood shot eyes
Has shown my crying
The scarlet scars on my wrist will show
That whole story that no one knows

A story of a lost boy waiting to know
Waiting to find his long lost soul
I am the little lost boy who cries
The lost boy who wonders why

No more thinking the time has come
To let go of all the things that I have done
Demons surrounding me as I sleep
And killing me softly as I begin to bleed

What can end these voices I hear
That single blade I hold so dear
So now you know what you have caused
Now is the moment and all is paused

So in this poem I say goodbye
So you wont have to look at my bloodshot eyes.