As I watch the blood drops fall,
I sit here crying,
I wish my life would just end,
It'll be better that way,
The knife that lays in my hand,
Is covered with my blood,
I slightly turn my head in admiration,
And I cut myself again,
As I watch the blood drops fall,
I sit here crying,
Waiting for my life to be taken,
Waiting for someone not to save me,
Waiting until death does it's part,
My happy ending never happened,
And as far as I know it will never,
As my scream is so clear,
I plead to my self,
A whisper,
It's too late now,
I'm dead,
And washed away,
Nothing that lays before me,
Is alive,
Don't try to help me,
Don't try to fix me,
I'm not broken on the outside,
I'm broken in the inside,
Don't cry on my grave,
Don't say you love me,
I rather die again,
Then to see your face,
As I cut myself again,
I breathe in a relaxing joy,
The Things that,
I do to myself,
When I'm awake,
I look at my scars,
And smile at my art,
I lick the knife,
Which lies my blood,
I gasp for breath,
While I fall,
I cry in my heart,
To let me die slowly,
I take the knife,
And slit my throat,
From ear to ear,
The sky is blurry,
It's getting dark,
It's too late now,
You can't save me,
I take the knife,
And close my eyes,
While I die,
I see the flames,
I went to hell,
With all my scars,
I grin with joy,
That I'm dead,
And washed away,
I see the devil,
He's laughing with enjoyment,
He made me do it,
I thank him,
He slowly hands me my knife,
And watches me sit on the floor,
Welcome home my dear,
He says to me,
I look at him,
He speaks once more,
It's time,
I speak cleary to him,
Do do what is told,
I'm not warning,
But dying,
And As I take the knife,
And cut myself,
I speak to him,
As I watch the blood drops fall,
I sit here crying,
Waiting for my life to end,
All over,
Again.
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