Final Slice

I hide this secret from everyone,
friends and family the people I love,
they wouldn't know just why I do this,
why I cry everyday and cut my wrists.

The blood just pours out in streams,
for a moment it helps the pain it seems,
then the momentary regret takes place,
the harsh reality is painful to face.

I can't believe what I have done,
this all started out with one,
the one I said would be my last,
but all my pain is hard to get past.

Mom crys when I yell at her,
yet how could I ever disrespect her?
I look in the mirror and don't recognize it's me,
it's got to be a mistake,this just can't be.

So don't cry mom and all who cared,
the pain I suffered never compared,
to all the pain you suffered from me,
that's why this decision is best to me.

My life will end with one final slice,
and then i'll say goodbye to my life,
this suicide poem is my note to you,
a note that will show you the truth.

I love you all and i'm sorry for the pain I caused,
and please don't blame yourselves at all,
and as I watch the blood drip away,
I'll watch my life slowly slip away.