Disappearing Pain

As I stare at the wall, keeping the bad memories from coming
Trying to get the pain away, I wonder,
If I wasn't here today, would you care?
It seems like life would be better for everyone if I was gone.
I play with my best friend, the jagged little knife,
Knowing it doesn't care what I do,
So why should I?
I grasp the razor-sharp blade tightly as the blood flows warmly down my fingers.
It is just a feel of what is to come.

Now, I take the knife and slit my wrists, thinking of all the times I was wronged.
I start to move my hand up toward my throat.
I think of all the times I was laughed at,
The times everyone thought I was strange.
By now, my hand is inches away from my throat.

OH NO!
Someone is coming.
I must do it quick before anyone sees.
I swipe the blade across my throat as my little sister walks in.
I hear her scream as I fall to the ground in my own blood.
As I lay there on the floor, my mother comes running up to my bedroom,
Trying to rescue my sister, but no one can help her anymore.
I then feel people come around me, their cries blaring in my ears,
But it quickly fades away within seconds.
Sorry, Mom, I think as my lifeless body is sprawled on the floor,
But I could not take the pain anymore.
I hope you will forgive me. I love you.
I now feel a wave of eternal happiness come over me.
And all my pain is gone.