I see myself hurting and I feel the blood warm.... I watch it as it runs down my hand from the gap in my wist.... The pain begins to grow more as I watch the clots of blood racing..... I then realize the puddle of blood that I'm standing in.... I cut deeper hoping to feel the pain rise off of me..... The scar that will be there when I'm done will only show my pain in many ways.... I see my self slowly lay down to drown in this blood that is under me..... The pain that grows is death taking..... I cry as I remember the pain I was in and once again glare at the slit in my wrist... Then it all comes back to me death was on my mind and hurt was in my heart..... How I loved you so much only to lose you in no time.... The pain that grows is never ending and I see that I need to leave you alone.... Maybe it's what you want me to do.... So I lay down and drown in my own blood.... It's the pain that grows...
