I cry out as I clasp the knife
Tears stream down my face
I just have too much strife
Too much pain, no love, no grace
My father abhors me; my mother, too
They never stop to say I love you
I have no friends, no hope at all
Nobody to help me stand when I fall
What’s this that drives me so close to death?
No one will see me take my last breath
So now I cry out as I take my own life
Now I slit my throat with the tip of the knife
My vision is blurry; it’s hard to hold on
In a few moments, I will truly be gone
Darkness is overtaking, my suffering unfurled
My scarlet blood’s on the floor, my last mark in this world
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wiimasterstephenposted on 02/07/2008