I cut my wrist with a butter knife today in my bedroom,
and I watch all the blood spill away from me.
The blood that has kept me alive all these years.
I thought this would help my pain go away ,
but it just made it worst. I want to cry for help ,
but only tears come from me.
All I can do is stare at my wrist ,
and watch the blood drain all over my arm , hand , and then legs.
You think someone would come for me ,
and help me before I slip to far away ,
but no one comes and no one goes.
I just stay.
This blood that slips from me is , so thick , and beat red you can feel it
as it goes through that small perfect slit in my wrist.
I wonder how this smelly liquid can keep someone alive for , so long,
but I still just watch it slip from my catch.
There is nothing more I do now.
I feel ,so weak I can’t even move or speak.
I know it won’t be very long now.
For I am seeing memories of my life flying my way.
All those wonderful memories of my short life.
One when I was only 5, and I got a new puppy, how happy I was,
Me at age 10 I went trick-or-treating with my friends.
We dressed up as fairy tails characters that year,
and how could I forget age 16!
I got my first boyfriend that year oh how joyful I was!!
Why did everything spin out of my control?
How did it happen?
Why did I do this I don’t want to leave my life.
I have to much left to do!
It’s to late now I know.
I made the biggest mistake ever ,
and I know I can’t go back.
I can barely breath, now my last thoughts have to be is how I wish ,
and hope that no one does this to goes through this pain I am, now feeling.

You’ll regret it in the end I say.
I pray for forgiveness of what I have done in the past ,
and now as well.
With my last breaths.
Oh how much this hurts.
My eyes are closing ,
and as I am drifting away I hear a knock on my door,
someone calling my name.
All I can do is mumble saying that
“ It’s to late.”
 
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