The way you cut,
It hurts.
But takes the pain away..
You slide down my wrist,
Opening the skin,
I dream of crawling out of.
Crimson Blood,
Pours down my arm
Creating beautiful designs.
The stinging,
Like poison,
Its the only thing i can enjoy.
The bright red,
Makes my eyes shimmer.
Everything about it,
The shiney silver razor,
The crimson red blood,
The poison stinging,
The end of my life.....
Closer than before.
The room starts spinning,
My eyes get heavy,
I lay down and cry.
My life slipping away.
I look around,
One last time.
And die....
