It's too late

I found a script for the final scene
of my life,
It entailed being hurt by a knife,
I loved you with all my heart,
But you chose to tear me apart.

The ending was tragic in every
sense of the word,
My thoughts were answered,
But my words were unheard.

As I twisted and turned the blade
in my skin,
Drawing blood from deep within,
Amazing how much can be done
with a knife,
And in the end,
it was goodbye life.

There was so much pain,
You couldn't see,
You became blind to everything
inside of me,

I never thought it would come to
this,
It never occured I would be missed,
You never know how many hearts
you're in,
Just as they never know the hurt
within.

I'm sorry I hurt you,
It wasn't my intention,
I didn't think you'd feel any pain,
I guess your love for me, you forgot to mention.