That one particular blade
Has become my only friend
My only way out
I feel nothing as i
run the cold steel over my wrist.
The blade gives me relief
Relief from life
Relief from you, from everybody.
As i watch the blood run
down from my arm
I smile.
Why you ask?
Because I'm about to
end this so called life of mine
Just one more cut
Right down the middle.
My knees become weak
Finally able to escape
From this world
Where I'm not loved
Where I'm alone.
My last breath is short
So it is time to say goodbye
Goodbye to my life.....
