Words of the dead

Such Controversy, freedom to self opinion.
No one cares, kids resort to incision.
Self mutilation, some say the greatest form of high,
and slowly the time, and people pass by.
unforgiving blade, no one can understand.
cold steel slicing through wrist, blood pouring to hand.
people blame you, for causing pain, selfish friends.
the torment pushes you further, your life? will it end?
This horrible act is what some people long,
because in their life, for a split second, the pain is gone,
and scars remain. Taunting you for life.
The pure adrenaline urges you to a knife.
Relentless insanity engulfs you, your mind is shot.
A tingling sensation, suddenly your wrist feels hot.
You realize what you're doing, its wrong, yet it feels right.
You give up resisting, your too weak to fight.
the sad thing is no one realizes your pain.
You decide to end it, before it makes you insane.
You Drop The knife in pain, as light fills your eye.
Watching a figure bolting to the room on the fly.
Resting your head on their should, filtering your pain.
What You Are doing finally seeps into your brain.

Read these words, let them sink to your head,
Forget it, its too late, these are the words of the dead.