This is what it was like

by mandee   Apr 4, 2006


I bring the blade across my skin,
Cause of the stress I feel within.
I feel the pain slowly seeping,
And that is when I start bleeding.

It is too deep,
To stop the flow.
The sad ending,
Of death I Know.

As the blood leaves,
I am tiring.
These final minutes,
Im only crying.
It finally ends,
On this painful day.
As the blood flows,
Im fading away.

In these last seconds I can see,
My entire life played for me.
All the tears in which I have cried,
All the feelings I had to hide.

Ive lived too long,
Felt too much pain.
To live longer,
Would have no gain.

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