Suicidal Desire

Every time i see those veins
I try to suppress the urge
to take that knife and
drive it through my flesh
Every time i see the blade
i have to take a deep breath
because the temptation often
gets the best of me
I desire to end it
Desire to die
I want to scream
I need to cry
I need someone to hold me tight
And help me through this fight
But no one sees and no one hears
no one would understand
I cry for change
I need to breathe
but this suicidal desire
has gotten the best of me