My poems of Dark, Depression, and Anorexia

Fading Away

As I'm sitting here gun cocked back,

I've never been so happy to hear my bones crack,

All the pain,

Runs quickly through my veins,

With a razor,

I cut open an artery,

Let it flow out,

The pain feels good,

So I won't shout,

My flesh turn a dead pale,

With tears in my eyes,

I take off my disguise,

Over here there's a knife and pills,

I'll end it all tonight,

When I die,

I'm tired of this endless fight,

With blood flowing steadily,

The knife has never done me wrong,

In my heart, are so many lies,

But tonight,

I listen to nothing but their cries,

I know the time has come and I must go,

I lye on the ground and let my pain show,

As I lay down calmly,

My body falls weakly into the pond where I'll drown,

I'm breathing heavily,

My heartbeat unsteady,

I feel as if I'm suffocating, running out of space,

But I'll get up and walk away,

Cause I know that I'm to strong to stay,

But now I'm weak,

And I have one last duty,

To end all this pain and suffering,

I'll disappear,

No one will notice,

I was ever in pain and forever suffering

Yukki666