The gentle sharpness of the blade
It takes all of my depression away
As I cry about how I love you
Because of this
Will I ever find someone
That I loved as much as you.
Is it possible
All these thoughts rush through my head
As the gentle blade slides down my wrist
I forget about you,
I begin to black out,
I realize what is happening,
You wont ever have to worry again.
Its over, Im gone.
