I die

by lonerbabe   Aug 4, 2011


As i slit my wrist
When i feel the pain
While i watch the blood
Run from my vein
My hands shake
As the blood falls
Faster and faster it pours
Down my wrist onto the floor
The room spins crimson red
I'll soon be dead
My heart beats faster
My hands grow cold
Few seconds left
I grow scared
I hold my wrist but the blood won't stop
My legs grow weak
I fall to the ground
I lie in my blood to weak to move
Waiting for death
The tears won't stop
So many regrets
The scars show my mistake

Tell me why
As i close my eyes
Does it have to be like this

Everything stops
My hand drops
My heart stops
All alone in my room

I die

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