Resisting the blade

**BLADE**

you've broken me down to nothing, making me insane,
there is no more reason to my lfe, no more reason to stay.

I would rather not wake up tomorrow and be forced to face a new day,
with the severity of my disoriented mind, it gets harder to resist that blade.

i cannot describe the feeling as it glides across my wrist,
the emptiness that has overtaken me, i temporarily forget.

what is love? what is happiness? are there such things? do they exist?
it is as if i am sheltered from these things and exposed to everything else.

i am mentally exhausted, on the verge of giving up,
i have had more than my share of grief, emotionally beaten to a pulp.

i feel isolated from the entire world, feeding off regret,
physically i carry scars from my attempts without success.

i will succeed eventually, and for this i cannot wait,
marking my eternal resting place my tombstone should state:

"Her time on earth has ended, and now she must depart,
This casket holds her body but he still holds her heart"

by Amanda Nichols
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