Blood hitting the ground

I don't know what the hell is going on in this world I call my life,
Bringing me to bloody tears while I sleep every night,
The blood of a ripped heart drips down from my chest,
I try to clean up my life but the blood keeps fallen I'm trying my best,
to pick up the pieces I dropped and make up for my mistakes in the past,
but this shits getting too hard I don't know how long I can last,
I can't take this no more I can't deal with this shit,
I'm crying out in a corner with the blade close to my wrists,
with my eyes closed and looking back in my mind,
remembering nightmares of houses burning and mama crying inside,
I can't take this shit and the thing that hurts me the most,
is that I'm trying to hold back but the blade keeps getting close,
I don't know whats going to happen in the next ten years,
will I be happy again, or will I fall with my tears,
Theres no one at all who can help me decide,
but the best answer so far is committing suicide,
I feel it cut through with a real quick slit,
knowing now I can't turn back from what I just did,
I lay back on the bed and slowly look around,
while I listen to the fading sound of blood hitting the ground....