Cure

Crying within i cannot express
these darkened thought of feeling depressed
Running through my mind there's nothing to see
just an emptiness nothing ever meant to be
within my hollow shell i sat on the floor
looking at my own blood splattered on the wall
I didn't feel the pain when i sliced my wrist
I felt ashamed that it was my veins I missed
so I engraved deeply to the point my blood was pure
it made me feel happier to gain my only cure
that blood soaked my hands, my razor, my door
to the point i blacked out and died on the floor