Cuts

As i lay on my bed
i see the blood that Ive bled
the cuts are really deep
i cant hear a peep

every thing just seems like a fade
my story is told by the blade
my eyes filled with tears
my heads filled with fears

what happens if i die
why did i do this, WHY
i gasp for my last breath
waiting for this death

everything suddenly goes blank
and im waking up to an oxygen tank
the cuts were so deep i lost my air
but i really didnt care

i wish i would have lost my life
now im sure that next time i will use a knife