My Presious Suicide

The pain of life is too much
I can't take it anymore
As parents continue to scream
I run into my room
And lock the door behind me
I fell to the ground crying
Not knowing what i should do
My blurry eyes scanned the room
And fell upon my good old friend
The Razor
I crawled to my desk
And grabbed the already bloody blade
I push up my sleeve on my left wrist
To expose my scarred arm
Wiping the last bit of years out of my eyes
I brought the blade to my arm
The cold blade slit across my warm skin
And deep crimson poured out of my wound
I put the razor down and sat back
Watching the clock tick
I pulled sheets out of my note book
Then grabbed my pen
Knowing they won't care
I just wrote Goodbye
I placed it in the middle of my room
And laid beside it
Watching the ceiling fan spin
I slowly grew weak
Was this what I wanted?
For it all to end like this?
No
But I made my mistake
With the last energy I had
I closed my eyes
And took a deep breath
Knowing it would be my last
Slowly I slipped away from life
Into the Darkness
The Darkness where I will forever sleep.