I have nothing left to live for,
It's time for me to leave.
I'll take this knife to my heart,
I'll stop its rhythmic beat.
Slowly, I pierce,
The skin breaks beneath my blade.
Blood drips down, staining my clothes,
Pain washes over me.
I enjoy the sensation,
The blade slips further in.
Tears roll down my face,
But I smile, nonetheless.
The blade disappears,
I have but seconds left.
I fall back, lifeless,
This was the end of me.
