Falling

My memories begin to fade,
I've lost hope and faith in this life.
My hands shake as I hold a knife.
Slowly I can see the sharp blade.

Staring at the blade, I see... me...
Watching the tears fall from my face,
With this pain I cannot replace.
No one has heard my final plea...

Promises are always broken.
Your words heal me but hurt me too.
Nothing you say can be so true.
I've listened but never spoken.

Slowly I hold the knife tighter.
My heart whispers for an angel,
But no one answers I cry and yell...
Forgive me I'm not a fighter.

Collapsing to the ground... I hide.