Foe friendly

One cut too many
you did it again
this blood spilt plenty
for you my friend.
I bleed and bleed
knowing it's a sin
I rather not grieve
this hell that I'm in.
Tears pain and misery
is what you left behind for me.
I'm shattered and torn
how could you end this,
wishing I was never born
weeping over friendship.
Here goes your name
sliced across my wrist
nothing's the same
but that's what you wish.
Goodbye sweet friend, Goodbye,
you're out of my thoughts and my mind,
though I cry and cry,
I leave my memory of you behind.