Cut right through my skin,
Slit a line in my wrist,
Fingers wrapped around the blade,
Fingers wrapped from a clenched fist.
As laughter fills the biting air
Silent screams erupt from within
Longing to escape
Through the gash in my skin.
People rush into the room
My eyes flutter closed
While they try to revive me
My secret, no one will know.
I bid farewell to the world
As they rip the knife from my chest,
Music plays on in my deaf ears,
I know now, the dead know best.
