The end

..I'm sitting on the ground
with a knife in my hand
what have I done?
blood mixed up with tears on the ground
red arms
death becomes me
is this what life is meant to be?
is this really the end?
I'm crying
why?
I always thought this would be a way
to stop this pain
stop this sucking life
but it's just an escape
pain will never be razed
and when I'm gone
you'll cry for me
you'll ask yourself why
and you'll never forget me
and what I did
you'll be hurt
broken
degraded
I don't want you to end like that
cause I know how it feels to be broken..