Happier end

The pain is sopping from my chest,
I slowly lay it down to rest.
They could not see the wound I felt,
They thought it was all to help.

Ripping me from my luck,
She swore it could never have stuck.
I wanted it to stay so bad,
All they could see was a passing fad.

Is the pain here to stay,
Or just to leave on a sunny day?
All I thought was to end my life,
As I struggled with her kitchen knife.

The pain had left and I was here,
Not in the same place, you see?
I saw my lost ones from far away,
It was here that I could stay.

They cried and called me back to them,
But I walked towards a happier end.